This is a song about "Research paper"

Your eyes my nature

You never tasted paper

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Belly full of paper bills

My team getting digits

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

I pipe in and one night her

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

I've done all my research and i've put in my work,

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

And then along came the wrong man for her

I can get straight to the cash

Toilet paper to wipe my ass