This is a song about "Link"

I'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking

Ain't got started i am the link that is missing

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Ain't got started i am the link that is missing

They link dancers and obey masters like captors

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

But most times darling the sequel sucks

That's the link to the recorded vocals.

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Just trying to link this music and its roots in the streets,

You niggas the dirrect link

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

And link me all your shit in hopes i'll go and read your fuckin raps

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

Ain't got started i am the link that is missing