This is a song about "404 page not found"

My words are blesses on this page

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Your murder will be front page desert n' last page concern,

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

That not a big deal, i've got all a+ on my page thus far

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

That's why i always wear a sun glass on my picture page

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause i found a hella way to fuse it

Because i'm turning over a new page,

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

There is no sunshine on this page

Magic city a lil bit of change

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

So maybe like aids, y’all ain’t up on the right page,