This is a song about "Blank pages"

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Of the real intellectuals, brains not blank as my pages,

Let's have a toast for this new love

A book full of blank pages

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Blank and expressionless, heart beating zombie

Let's pretend he never picked up, left the pages blank,

I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

Once it's ink gets on its pages

But i guess that shit's just tough love

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

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

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Got the pages blank, and we don't break the bank 'cuz we broke, and you ain't even know it,

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips