This is a song about "Pink sock"

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

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

Pink bandanna is my suit

Pockets probably like fried food

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

Now my momma mentioned the day before what she would like

Cause if ima sock her its gonna be with the dick and not a kick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip

These haters hope i hurry up and die

So deep in that pussy it gives me pink eye

Fuck the pot i forgot - to sock it in a box

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops