This is a song about "Ink"

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

The ink on my fingertips should be on my lips - it's a love bite

I'm here to make intangible marks like signatures in invisible ink.

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

Am i ever gone catch a wink, desperate need of ink

She leave her hair in the sink

I think im better than kid ink

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

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

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Ink, cause i cant go back on this, flawless

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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