This is a song about "Another verse"

If they ain’t talking bout paper

Verse 1 (great da king slayer)

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

Hold on you can see my vision

Smoke one, spit another,

You gon' tip her

You act like one another

That damier bag i bought her

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Can't share another laugh, another kiss another clash

He lying i’m on papers

To the back of this verse,

Cause they don't hear the shit im saying hunger

Your father left you for another