This is a song about "Pure research"

Spitting pure fire, saliva burning like napalm

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Pure evil , can never go to waste, such a bitter taste.

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

The way a nigga see it you little niggas is curious

Going back, evaluating each lines of pure genius.

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

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Like a politcian on a proposition of pure repetition,

All we need is convienient love

I enter your realm with pure focus