This is a song about "Pure love"

Your whole album's pure nonsense material filler,

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Soul pure like a girl keeping her virginity,

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

Going back, evaluating each lines of pure genius.

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I'm splayed on the stage, so pure make snow white jealous

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

The very definition of pure love and complete acceptance,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure

You're the tidal wave, it's pure