This is a song about "Page 11"

Magic city a lil bit of change

And get to work on a new beats page

I flipped the page, scripted and made,

Redbox flow and i do not date

When i pull up in that candy range

My words are blesses on this page

Give a speech so we're on the same page

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

And i pray that never change

There is no sunshine on this page

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

So i ain’t doing shit, i’m just slowly flipping a page,

Get some super glue, and stick your face to the blue page,

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

Picked up my pen and wrote a page,

And i doubt that ever change