This is a song about "Pages"

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Like a book full of pages, that can't be read,

And take it out on the pages

Here i go again, falling in love

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Of the real intellectuals, brains not blank as my pages,

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

I have 1000 pages and people read me because i'm the smartest!

In case, i get replaced, i'm a book with blank pages,

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

My pages are blank, now i realized i’ve that wasted my days,

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

How can you be on the same page when you skipped the first hundred pages?