This is a song about "Pink and pink sundress chicago"

To liberate yourself, africa

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Pink bandanna is my suit

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Can't think straight rant pink crate

She self made, i'm self made

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Lose your sundress and shoes, and lemme lay it on you

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew