This is a song about "Pure research"

The fence they was on about my rap skills

Pure trash infused with such elegance,

I'm just trying to focus

Like an abyss, pure bliss

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

My flow flows like aqua, fucking pure

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

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

The very definition of pure love and complete acceptance,

Make a freak whore, detour

You're the tidal wave, it's pure

Like a politcian on a proposition of pure repetition,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win