This is a song about "Sex drugs ink iron"

She leave her hair in the sink

My ink pen so racist,

She’s a star if i ever seen one

That'll get wiped by sg's iron curtain.

From this ink on the tablet when it leaks, know i'm ill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I couldnt write if i bled ink

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Am i ever gone catch a wink, desperate need of ink