This is a song about "Crayon"

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Crack to sweat - not under sun;it's when he play with his crayon.

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand