This is a song about "Paper boats"

Like the quickest wide receiver

Paper boy make you a believer

Cause i'm australia and i'm turning back the boats

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

She graduated top of the class

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

Left me like a blank white paper

Folarin, the muse of the hater

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

No one notice your struggle

Light this paper and huddle,

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes