This is a song about "How i get paper"

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

You other rappers think its about how much paper u stash

How did i get trapped within, confined

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

How did i get so strange? i'm from an awful place

They say that i never cease to amaze

Uh, this what's been on my mind

How did i get trapped within, confined

Condoleezza, this is lyrical ether

I write gold it's a paper retriever

That means go and get that paper too

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

I wna make a mill everyday i get paper thrill

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Now nigas know how i get down.

I better get my gown