This is a song about "Pencil and paper"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

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

And i did the video for really though

My pen and paper rendered you kayo,

I'm why baby mommas leave

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

The richest place on earth

Pen and paper, peel the layers

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Try to hold my pencil and it'll make your wrist blow,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

My pencil hits the paper, ink releases and spills,

I can just stab you with a pencil but i make it more suspenseful and diss you.

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I appear by vapor and steal all of your paper

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her