This is a song about "Blank page"

Picked up my pen and wrote a page,

And i doubt that ever change

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

We avoid the truth when it's shooting at us at point blank

Magic city a lil bit of change

My words are blesses on this page

Give a speech so we're on the same page

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

My pages are blank, now i realized i’ve that wasted my days,

Blank check? so you're what happened to brian bonsall?

When i step up out the maserati car

"this song makes me feel good inside" - evlin facebook page

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Well guess what i'm turning the page

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range