This is a song about "Pink starfish"

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip

Best be prepared for the outlaws

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

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

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

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

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

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Can't think straight rant pink crate