This is a song about "Papers"

Cracking throat,scrambling papers,to capture the fame,tracking my veins,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Hey cole world, real cold world

Handling papers y'all bout to get served,

Get them papers signed so i won't have to see his face

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more

You question wasting money on those papers at the store

So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve