This is a song about "Purple air"

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

That bitch was racist, got me fired

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Smoking on purple to free my mind,

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

As i light one for ill will

Soak in the blue, till it turned purple

With that weed in the air

Park my plane right there

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Og like the prince of bel air,

Rarely seein, barely breathin you know that i'm turning purple,

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people