This is a song about "Purple skies"

If you sippin' on purple drank

Fighting with my weak hand

I used to have a nine to five

And the beautiful skies.

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Soak in the blue, till it turned purple

Sit back and watch your sunrise

And you just seen the skies

Imagine flying through the skies

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Ya try to over lap life's circle, inhale some purple,

So when i mention suicide, i'm being mr. literal

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

She's even prettier than the daylight skies

Like a church in debt

Skies are black, clouds are red