This is a song about "Pure ground black pepper"

And truthfully girl you really make my day

I ain't got a damn thing other than my pepper spray

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

I've been beaten to the ground

Now let's make this

Like an abyss, pure bliss

Shake me and i'll whack back like the fizz of doctor pepper

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

Rapping with pure intelligence,

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

I enter your realm with pure focus

And panned out, i'm all in love

I drive that all around

Burn this place to the ground

Soul pure like a girl keeping her virginity,

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city