This is a song about "The purpose of matthews gospel"

Cupid, hurt 'n preserving his purpose.

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

The gospel or scoop the message let out of the coop

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

Hurting others purpose- and inadvertent- ly

Cross me of that list, i only spit these lyrics for my purpose

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

And given to those who are blind, teaching them the well timed purpose of fame.

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Y’all gave a purpose for the roar when the curtains draw,

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

The only absentee for a journey now without purpose