This is a song about "Pink tutus"

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

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

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Can't think straight rant pink crate

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Pink bandanna is my suit

Pockets probably like fried food

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

You don't mean that, you faggot

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

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