This is a song about "Pencils paper autograp"

But no , i still be rocking the pencils,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I ain't that then

This paper to the pen

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

It started with a pen and paper,

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

I dont know where my pencils at!?

You never tasted paper

And i ain't frontin for her

Light this paper and huddle,

No one notice your struggle