This is a song about "Ellen page"

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

Book of life but we on a seperate page

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Turn the page, ya piece of waste

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Magic city a lil bit of change

Give a speech so we're on the same page

When i pull up in that candy range

Because i'm turning over a new page,

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

I vent my anger and frustrations and thrust them on this page/

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

#scribble on my page and #preach

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

At 12am everynight i expect to get a text or page