This is a song about "Pure research"

Painting a picture of pure imagery.

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

When she left me my heart was empty nothing pure

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

Surface to purge me worthless, whether pure fits

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

But i'm not pure darkness, thats impossible.

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

I enter your realm with pure focus

The very definition of pure love and complete acceptance,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

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