This is a song about "Purple and gold"

I’m steady searching for a stack of the green and gold,

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

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

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

It's my turn to phrase a turn of phrase and turn a purple haze

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

Wearing bally's and gold, i'm selling dope shameless to say

Hey nine ball wanna take a purple pill and roll down a hill,

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Thinking of bliss and the good days

And i got them gold bottles, first place