This is a song about "Paper cut"

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I'm a monster with pen and blank paper

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

I'm gettin discouraged with her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

No one notice your struggle

Light this paper and huddle,

Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

You never tasted paper

Said when i do dirt wit her