This is a song about "Eating paper"

That's the way, you can move it baby

Invading me are eating me

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

Huh, i can't interpret her

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

While you chinese be eating flies

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice