This is a song about "Pencils paper autograp"

Im on a paper chase

Give players plenty space

I dont know where my pencils at!?

That we ain't never had

If you ever feel alone and

Now my pencils sharpened

Wonder if they take it all back

Yo, heres a paper bag,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

These fake words and vague terms written on paper,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

I'm sentimental, dick made from led because i'm chomping pencils,

Rolling up' paper planes

It’s something that’s in your veins

See, i like the person that you are

You never tasted paper