This is a song about "Pink fifties"

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

And first off, i ain't trying to be conscious

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

Fuck you little pussy ur cheeks are pink, 218 bitch.

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Pink and purple pussy's so i'm callin all of y'all nerds

Pink bandanna is my suit

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

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

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

Like her tight bright pink ripe smitten that i have no invite,

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right