Purple Rain
Kidd North Lyrics

I'm addicted to the pain so I pour purple rain
I am so deeply attached to the suffering that I indulge in self-destructive behavior, symbolized by pouring purple rain.

She wants me in the grave so how's she sane?
Despite her desire for my demise, she questions her own sanity.

She bad, she bad
She possesses a captivating and irresistible allure.

Still thinking 'bout the times we had
I continue to dwell on the moments we shared.

I'm a rockstar so I gotta die young
As a rockstar, it is expected that I live a short and reckless life.

But if it's up to me, I'd rather do drugs
Given the choice, I prefer indulging in substance abuse.

Pour myself a drink, I've got nothing to lose
I pour a beverage as an act of defiance, as I believe I have nothing left to lose.

If you were in my shoes, n–a, what would you do?
Challenging the listener to contemplate how they would respond if they were facing the same circumstances.

Popping out a pill 'cause my vision's blurry
Taking medication to alleviate the distortion in my perception.

Pulled up in my whip and you changed to third
Arriving in my vehicle, causing you to shift your attitude towards me.

I'm like Johnny Cash so I'm always hurt
Drawing a parallel between myself and Johnny Cash, expressing that I am constantly plagued by emotional pain.

Hurt
An exclamation to reinforce the experience of emotional distress.

We touching, we loving, she gone
Engaging in physical and emotional intimacy with her, but now she is no longer present.

She's singing to all of my songs
She finds solace and connection in the lyrics and melodies I create.

She's pretty and know what she wants
She possesses beauty and a clear understanding of her desires.

Like Trippie Redd, I've got love scars
Similar to Trippie Redd, I bear the emotional wounds caused by failed romantic relationships.

When you left, it tore me apart
The moment you departed, it shattered me completely.

Can't believe that you're really gone
I struggle to accept the reality of your absence.

Caught feelings, Pokémon
Becoming emotionally attached, akin to catching feelings like capturing Pokémon.

And now you're really gone
Now, you have truly departed from my life.

I'm addicted to the pain so I pour purple rain
I am so deeply attached to the suffering that I indulge in self-destructive behavior, symbolized by pouring purple rain.

She wants me in the grave so how's she sane?
Despite her desire for my demise, she questions her own sanity.

She bad, she bad
She possesses a captivating and irresistible allure.

Still thinking 'bout the times we had
I continue to dwell on the moments we shared.