This is a song about "Flippin paper"

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

I'm a monster with pen and blank paper

See, i like the person that you are

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Readin' a book n flippin' it loose,that's what the reality asked.

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Im gettin cash im flippin stacks i got my spatulas

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I've written this shit, flippin' the script but i'm such a menace,

Cracks what i'm flippin and i'm shippin it in fuckin pounds

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds