This is a song about "Cellophane"

Of impactful things one can ask for

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

Fell asleep in first class

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

And i ain't frontin for her

Light this paper and huddle,

I'm on the block as usual

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

Why don't you take your paper and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for