This is a song about "Chasin paper"

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Im chasin my dream gettin it by means

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

You never leave your house no more unless you chasin.

Left me like a blank white paper

That i will leave earth with her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

I'm a monster with pen and blank paper

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

Not chasin no chain or some dime piece shorty

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Chasin a 600 benz ambition after the tenth

Dominating of the eastside shall commence