This is a song about "Paper chaser s"

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

To make karma come faster than she normally will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Im sayin one night my love is like that

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Toilet paper to wipe my ass