This is a song about "Pink wooly mammoths"

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

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

But i apologize for not walking you around

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

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

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

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

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

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Cus if you ask me, it's all about the pink and the green