This is a song about "Purple rope"

If you sippin' on purple drank

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

I'd fuckin' kill myself but i'm already using the rope

Show the world everyone's hidden noose tied rope

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

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

Ya winslower, than laura, though you niggas urkel

Hard to tie this rope round

I drive that all around

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Leanin'/ mentally getting numb by that purple potion

Need some northern lights or that purple og?

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Yeah you know i got that work