This is a song about "Paper chaser"

I like my girls skinny with brains

Rolling up' paper planes

You know...you know who you are

I'm a monster with pen and blank paper

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Pen and paper, peel the layers

You never tasted paper

I thought i recognized her

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Complete stranger defeat chaser enter my chamber

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

And i’ma need some more patron i don’t want no chaser

To have a face off with the grand chaser

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