This is a song about "Pink rocks"

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

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

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

Can't think straight rant pink crate

I'm dreaming to be great

Fuckin' up my gold pots

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Cookin' in the old pot, turn into the crack rocks,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

K.n.b., abstrakt, and motherfuckers, kick rocks,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

The projects to the urban hood, where bitches pop rocks,

Pink bandanna is my suit

I must go like fly route