This is a song about "Ellen page"

Said her hearts, in a cage

Down on the page, laced with rage,

So i ain’t doing shit, i’m just slowly flipping a page,

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

I flipped the page, scripted and made,

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Look on your page, you really think you're boss at the top,

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Your murder will be front page desert n' last page concern,

Spit rhyme after rhyme, i'm flying off the page

When i pull up in that candy range

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Get some super glue, and stick your face to the blue page,

And don't throw words from a dictionary's first page.

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age