This is a song about "Purple guy is good at rap"

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

That if they wanted a guy with good wood

I first new i could rap, knew i was good at it

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

Rap is the kinda thing that a nigga excel at,

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

But im a guy who loves to speak rap

He plays the bad boy, really he's a good guy

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Tonight so get it right, you actually said you were good at rap, man thats all crap,

My guy got all the good weed

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Perfect endings just don't happen to a good guy