Intro [Armani of York]: Burnin' up that purple stuff Purple drank in this purple cup (x2) Been so faded, but I've been waiting This games a woman, she's complicated Verse One [Armani of York]: Been so faded, but I've been waiting This games a woman, she's complicated Made of stone, made of stone But she get freaky when the cameras on Just like that b**h from Amazon/ The futures here, are you hanging on? To old Hip Hop, boy, those days are gone Toss your sh**, King Kong T Dots here, no bling on And we f** b**hes that sing songs Do the chorus, then I'll bring you home You a b**h so I'll give you bone Kick you out if we don't get along So chill out while I hit this bong Smoke fill the room, then we'll get it on But leave the light on ‘til I write this poem Chorus [Armani of York]: Burnin' up that purple stuff Purple drank in this purple cup Verse Two [Armani of York]: Been frustrated, f** the hatred This rap games tapped, over populated Essence gone, essence gone These wild animals are better left alone Screwface this, Screwface that T Dots here, gotta face the facts Don't react in the back like you blazing raps I see a p**y cat where the Cajun at f** her all day she got amazing back We put the purple stuff in that purple sack Lose that weight, Joey Crack Sippin on syrup, like Project Pat T Dots back, all dressed in black It's a Rap funeral, so I brought the yack Pour it out, fire the gats Gun salute, say goodbye to rap