This is a song about "Paul gasol"

While i'm chunking up the duece like that nigga paul wall

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

Paul walker must of pissed you off,

But it's still cool just to dream man because

And just ball like kobe n pau gasol these bitches

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

She said hey paul im ready, when will you come get me, i said im on my way be there in a few,

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Looked at her number and gave her a call she picked up and i said hey its paul,

Im going, i gotto, this is my motto stand tall, and fuck them all