This is a song about "Notepad"

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

I sit in my room with a pen and a notepad

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Take a crack at battling me, you'll be out back with my notepad up your damn ass

Cause it feels right, just spitin in the notepad and on the mic,

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

And winds up on my notepad as i re-write and refine it

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Notepad and green tea, that's all i need