This is a song about "Pure research"

Gotta try not to look fake in fact

Attack with abstract research backed

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

The very definition of pure love and complete acceptance,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

You're the tidal wave, it's pure

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

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

My soul begins to seek, research discovered the truth uncovered and devised

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Like a politcian on a proposition of pure repetition,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

But who am i just a man,don't follow me,do your own research instead you swallow these

Just another product of this matrix

Surface to purge me worthless, whether pure fits