This is a song about "Pink mist"

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

As we arise from the mist, my conditions not right

Narcissist, that cant see through the mist

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

No car key and i mean that

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Can't think straight rant pink crate

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

When really i'm a virgo and the truest

Starting to imagine that i am seeing mist

Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley

Look it something they can't ever see