This is a song about "Bettie page"

Before we learn to fly, somebody else should trycockin' guns, smokin', we can all make a change

It's out to see like a mariner, get back into character, grab another blank page

Blowin' that long beach

#scribble on my page and #preach

I flipped the page, scripted and made,

At an extremly alarming rate

With foreign names, valet the range

And get to work on a new beats page

Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change

Spit rhyme after rhyme, i'm flying off the page

That k o d a lil bit of change

My words are blesses on this page

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

Steaming enraged, unleashing my rage, released on the page,

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Turn the page, ya piece of waste