This is a song about "Paper planes"

The jiggas and the tips

Belly full of paper bills

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Paper boy make you a believer

Huh, i can't interpret her

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

Let's pretend he never scribbled on the pieces of paper,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

From where they praise

Im on a paper chase

And there's little to be glad for

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.