This is a song about "Page"

Give a speech so we're on the same page

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Spit rhyme after rhyme, i'm flying off the page

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

And don't throw words from a dictionary's first page.

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

Book of life but we on a seperate page

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

That's why i always wear a sun glass on my picture page

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

Well guess what i'm turning the page

Your murder will be front page desert n' last page concern,

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

Picked up my pen and wrote a page,