This is a song about "Industrial strength paper towels"

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

I'm popping rubber bands

You never tasted paper

But that's what he liked her

And i'm eating up they croutons, erica to milan

A madman who's not phased by the strength of krypton.

You know...you know who you are

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

Just to let you know, you are

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Yo, heres a paper bag,

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I'm a monster with pen and blank paper

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

I hear her crying she's a woman of a strength