This is a song about "Drips"

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

In a blink my pen drips a script of this shit and i ignite

Spitting drips of fire like the safe haven of satanist

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

The pen, it hits the paper, move mountains, the ink, it drips,

But bitches down in your berserk ass, pounding your balls as it drips the tears

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Everynight i stare, and say my prayers, blood drips from the missing layers,

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

And the v12, that's on various trips

Not white... it a red liquid that drips!

No theory can explain how i love the pain, blood drips like rain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

The pen, it hits the paper, move mountains, the ink, it drips,