This is a song about "Paper airplane"

You a grounded airplane me, im fly like a jet

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

I'm modest, and humble

Light this paper and huddle,

Beef i pass em a cow /hijack an airplane

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Im still here but i can't skate

Like an old paper plate

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

He better stare down at his watch and nod as his airplane stops

Left me like a blank white paper

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator