This is a song about "Pencils paper autograp"

What the fuck happened to rap when

This paper to the pen

I dont know where my pencils at!?

Pass that, catch back, fast that

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Now my pencils sharpened

Im happier when high and drunk

Light this paper and huddle,

Got to the end of the tunnel

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

You never tasted paper

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

But no , i still be rocking the pencils,