This is a song about "The taste of ink"

I'd rather be in chains as i taste the flavour of the tub,

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

And all he wanted was a taste of the rainbow.

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

I made 'em take a taste of the amazing race, the saving grace,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Because i ran out of ink in my pen

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

And finish my unwrittens with the new ink i've acquired