This is a song about "Pad and pen"

Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Give me that pad and pen and let me start writing again.

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

My pen and pad are entrusted to fuel my rage..few can keep me caged/

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Cos now i have websites to write on and not just a pad and pen

Looking at them haters crammed in the dodge stratus

Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Help im going insane again i need that pad and pen

What the fuck happened to rap when

I got got my pad and pen

Give me that pad and pen and let me start writing again

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them