This is a song about "Pen and shoe"

Work hard with the pen and pad

She got something i never had

He had is tolls on the bench, a paper and pen.

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

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

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

The haters gonna walk up and spit on ya shoe

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

My pen and paper rendered you kayo,

People love hodgy i hate you though

But i'm the one making an effort with a pad and pen

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

Pen and paper, peel the layers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

All you need is a fucking brain and some pen and paper

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for