This is a song about "Paper towns"

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

And there's little to be glad for

Yo, heres a paper bag,

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

The underground artists sproutin' under towns never bound

These fake words and vague terms written on paper,

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

Get your paper, see you later