This is a song about "Purse"

Think i need a new purse

This ones for the lovers

He lying i’m on papers

Walking with an empty purse

All this started by stealing her purse

Penncounting pennys over tha years

That's why she ignore my flowers

Think i need a new purse

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Catch me writing offensive lyrics, catch you with a purse

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Think i need a new purse

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

Me and my microphone could be one

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

But shit changed when they fucked her up over a purse,