This is a song about "Paul"

Paul mason is faster than you

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

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

So fast we cause paul walkers god damn car wreck

This is like love, that you can never get

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

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

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

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

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