This is a song about "Ellen page"

First class hoes, we on south beach

#scribble on my page and #preach

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

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

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

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

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

Steaming enraged, unleashing my rage, released on the page,

Turn the page, ya piece of waste

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change

Book of life but we on a seperate page

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

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

So maybe like aids, y’all ain’t up on the right page,