This is a song about "Pure pressure"

Whatever the pressure

Castle and crooks sweater

But most times darling the sequel sucks

I enter your realm with pure focus

Painting a picture of pure imagery.

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Rapping with pure intelligence,

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Surface to purge me worthless, whether pure fits

My flow is pure fire

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers