This is a song about "Smoking on purple"

Vivid detailed scriptures about purple rain on orange floors,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

When we fuck she say

Stay smoking on the hay

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

I miss you at my recent show

That's a t-rex in a v-neck for the rapture

I'll be dabbing smoking on that shatter

Smoking on purple to free my mind,

The glare makes me hard to find

Lazing around like a purple haze, smoking them rounds all you do is blaze

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Keep on smoking, pour the liquor out real slow,

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though