This is a song about "Pink wooly mammoths"

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

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Can't think straight rant pink crate

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

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

You can feel it via spirit

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip

I must go like fly route

Pink bandanna is my suit