This is a song about "Pink panther"

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

See i let my nigga split that

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

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

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Pink bandanna is my suit

Pockets probably like fried food

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Stole my stripes from the pelt of a now panther