This is a song about "Cruisin to the pad"

She got something i never had

Now put that pen on the pad

I got the pad when i was sixteen,

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Cruisin around with four flats all the way to fon du lac,

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

He's cruisin' like bruce wayne as a youth to prove his mixes,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

Exploding to the pad like an iraq

You're talking to one of the greatest

But i whip out the pad and think