This is a song about "Paul hughes"

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

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Track 8.) langston hughes (surviving the times)

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

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

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

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

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

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

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

So call me paul revere cause she was cummin' until i finished.

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Paul mason is faster than you