This is a song about "Pure bliss"

You didn't know? man, ignorance is bliss

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Who will help mama, who, bliss blown.

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Painting a picture of pure imagery.

While scheming on hits

Rapping with pure intelligence,

Well, i can handle that

But its bliss to not see some shit

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Or perhaps sad and they forget all of bliss.

But it's over, i'm jetting away to transport to a splendid bliss

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service