This is a song about "Pure heart"

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Spitting pure fire, saliva burning like napalm

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

My flow is pure fire

I said i'm hurting her

My flow flows like aqua, fucking pure

Busy raising babies and living on tour

But i'm not pure darkness, thats impossible.

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

Just so happens mine they prefer

He is a winner a pure ass kicker

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for