This is a song about "Been about my paper chase"

Straight out of my place, a chase, a race, i'm chasing, racing, pacing.

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Who has been sitting for about 20 minutes,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

My shield a paper spittin words like vapor,

Now i'm back, but caught in this paper chase trying to make some cash

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

And ive been thinking about you lately

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Toilet paper to wipe my ass