This is a song about "Ink"

The ink spilling at 2 words per second

With such an ugly picture in it and

I murder every beat with a rap, the ink i jot kills

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

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

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

If i lost you be patient

My ink pen so racist,

Ink sodomized in mind,

Cause i’m back on my grind

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

My pencil hits the paper, ink releases and spills,

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

Amen, they say you only live once