This is a song about "Pen and pad"

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

With a pen and pad its, all so tragic

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Not taking nothing with me, just my pen and pad

Work hard with the pen and pad

Quick flipping up sexy back

So let me grab the milli and pad with the pen/

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

So screw my pad and pen i need to get my ass back to the computer again

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

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

You need more than a pen 'n pad and ya disco set,

Put the pen to the pad, write some deep shit,

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit