This is a song about "Paper areoplanes"

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

This paper to the pen

All you need is a fucking brain and some pen and paper

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

These fake words and vague terms written on paper,

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Yo, heres a paper bag,

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,