This is a song about "Pink paris"

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Pink bandanna is my suit

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

The chick i have fucked was some whore named paris

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

No one in comparison, i got a hun in paris son.

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

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

Where would i be without my dogs

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

Like a savage ravages the pink abyss

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

But once established we living lavish, like the house of versi, paris,

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this