This is a song about "Hookah pen"

Dont need a pen to write

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Pen and paper, peel the layers

So i'm sticking to refining my pen

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Vijay singh and all of them

I'ma ball, kill, then hit the pen

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

The tragicness of my dragon spit through pen

Pig pen motherfucker

We're made for each other

Who you callin rapist

My ink pen so racist,

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Help im going insane again i need that pad and pen