This is a song about "Ink cartridge"

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

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

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

And finish my unwrittens with the new ink i've acquired

Carolina’s savior, marijuana blazer

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

I'm responding with some golden ink,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

This is my story, it flows through ink and gets printed on paper.

Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!i had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie

In a blink of an eye with my pen ink and a rhyme you'll be on the brink of death..about to die

From the womb, my newborn child

Ink sodomized in mind,

Pg bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch

Stand still while i unload this cartridge.