This is a song about "Purple rope"

But i climbed back up that rope.

When i'm on it, on it like my job

You can call it commercial

Un-saran wrap the purple

You never had a son, in the physical or literal

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

Just before he stepped off and tied the rope

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

Purple drank that gangsta lean

Caged, and the wonder is seen

This music's dying with it's head strung up in a tightened rope,

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

If you sippin' on purple drank

And i ain't trying to land

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I woke up this mornin' rolled up me some purple,