This is a song about "Pencil and paper"

I spit rough,mouth close pencil and hands on paper,

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

Light this paper and huddle,

Got to the end of the tunnel

Why don't you take your paper and

And the word most important

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

Sit and think sinful, so i grab the mic and shrink pencil,

It started with a pen and paper,

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

Think smart padawan and your paper will stack

So i suppose it's time to start and pull out the pen, pad, and paper

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

My pencil hits the paper, ink releases and spills,

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence