This is a song about "Papers and mail"

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,

My lines created on papers to be honest is a sensation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Stop debaters, lost your papers? i'll call in the operators,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

And take these official papers and start doing your signature"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Handling papers y'all bout to get served,

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Your rolling papers i'm burning paper, but i'm just wording hater!

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel