This is a song about "Paper chasin hatitan"

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

But i let off everything i have

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

With a stick chasin the amazin trick cravin/

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

Got older and corrupted, soon chasin big asses/

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

And that i spent the night with her

Im chasin my dream gettin it by means

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Chasin for a defeat to basic

Chasin dreams man, you know i'm in that mclaren,

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son