This is a song about "Favorite color pink"

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

The rappin' dope path both our favorite

Taste it she's my favorite flavor

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

No set trip, no color claim

I ain't interested in fame

Color your eyes alveolar red

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

He'll break necks, the favorite

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

Like a savage ravages the pink abyss

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Pink bandanna is my suit

I’m saving major loot