This is a song about "Pink stinky"

Earl, goddammit, i'm still in my damn pajamas

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

Merely lettin the scent from your stinky raps linger,

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

You don't mean that, you faggot

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

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

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

With these cheese that i'm chewing they should call me stinky bishop/

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust