This is a song about "That purp"

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Im on my bed. blowin purp out my nose

What's that gap in that strap

Dc, wale - nice ball cap

Hella intelligent that

The third one is mixed, white and black

Blow purp, swerve like you curved at the curb,

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Glaring at that guy that ferrari belongs to/

That magic, that vanish

Mm got the masses

That reminds me of that day

But i ain't get to see you today

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

That outnumber infinity