This is a song about "Paper chacers"

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Light this paper and huddle,

Im on a paper chase

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Instead i sit alone writing lyrics on a crumpled piece of paper

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Tryna find a secret garden just like tyler the creator

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

And that i spent the night with her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

Pen and paper, peel the layers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

No one notice your struggle

Rumple paper into a bundle,