This is a song about "Purple and gold"

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

My gold and bitches? the way i hold the biscuit?

To have this fake fans and diamonds with gold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

My sting has a suffering throb i dream and hope of win ning the gold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Flying higher than a rocket because i'm on these blue,yellow,and purple pills

Pink and purple pussy's so i'm callin all of y'all nerds

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Body and soul i'm told keep that shit gold

After every show, a dream she hold