This is a song about "Purple haze g"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Smoking on that purple haze listening to jimi hendrix

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

My shirt, purple label my shirt

But you never come when you period is five days

Dealers still hit me up, "i've got some haze

Miami nights, made a couple grand

If you sippin' on purple drank

Rarely seein, barely breathin turning purple,

No rehearsal, i know it all like urkel

I'm a grade a o g

Hey, must be the money

What them tippers don't see

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

With a fronted silent g.

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see