This is a song about "Paul"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

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

I put my head on the table an sacrificed it all, just to be kicked down infront of them all,

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Paul mason is faster than 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 ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

She would drive the toys plus ride the boy

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