This is a song about "Getting paper"

Pen and paper, peel the layers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

I call it speaking tongues

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

Paper boy make you a believer

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Aren't you somethin', an original

Rumple paper into a bundle,

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Big black diamond, bigger than a black razor

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

I'm a monster with pen and blank paper

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

I said i'm hurting her

You never tasted paper