This is a song about "Paul oeteng"

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

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

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

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

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

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

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

So fast we cause paul walkers god damn car wreck

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Thought the paul walker disses were over

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her