Who Do I Gotta Down On for Purple?

[Title: Who Do I Gotta Go Down On for Purple?] [Verse 1] Docked up in high sec, bored outta my clone, Scannin’ the fleet like, "Who’s got the throne?" FC’s ignoring me, logi says "nah," Just wanna be more than a scout in a T1 Maul. [Pre-Chorus] They say, “Bring a doctrine.” I say, “Bring a dream.” You bring that DPS, I’ll bring the meme. I’m ready to go, got bling on my hull— Just tell me what it takes to get in the null! [Chorus] 🎵 Who do I gotta go down on for purple? I’ll kiss your fedo, I’ll orbit your circle. You gatecamp gods, you SRP kings— Let me in fleet, I’ll do unspeakable things. Yeah, who do I gotta go down on for purple? Just say the word—I'll drop outta my circle. Fleet up, fly rough, I'll warp to the ping… ‘Cause I just wanna purple… And maybe a skin. 🎵 [Verse 2] Jump clone's warm, my implants are fried, Stuck in comms with my mic denied. I pinged “x up” like thirty times— Is it the fit or my bad pick-up lines? [Bridge – Spoken/Breakdown] “Yeah bro, just join SIG. And CTA. And move your stuff. Oh, and apply on the forums, then wait a month…” …Screw it—give me a Rifter and a reason. [Final Chorus – big & reckless] 🎵 Who do I gotta go down on for purple? I’ll rat in Stain, I’ll mine in a gerbil. You alliance warlords, you space-rich freaks— Gimme that invite, I’ll grind for weeks. Yeah, who do I gotta go down on for purple? I’ll pledge my clone to your twisted circle. Fleet up, light up, let the cynos sing… I’ll take the fleet invite— And maybe a ring. 🎵