This is a song about "Purpose"

The only absentee for a journey now without purpose

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Does life have a meaning like a ceiling has purpose,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

And how the purpose is keeping idiots in these nations,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Hurting others purpose- and inadvertent- ly

I just wanna have an exhilerating purpose, i think i got one

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Shhh they will never surface worthless churches fed fiction for another purpose

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Cupid, hurt 'n preserving his purpose.