This is a song about "The taste of ink"

The taste of it is so sweet , just like honey

Look it something they can't ever see

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Money goes to waste for the taste of this paste,

Can you taste the sweet smell of victory?

Cause i ain't worriedeyes blurry

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

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Got rewarded with the taste of ya mommas rack

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

The pen, it hits the paper, move mountains, the ink, it drips,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I want the slice of cake, i'd like to taste fame or six figures,