This is a song about "Tears on the page"

Look on your page, you really think you're boss at the top,

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

Burst out like pop.the only page you'll end up is looking up jobs on the last

Number of victims run off the page/

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

Nobody could hear the tears

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Get on the page and you your expectations are met

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

My words are blesses on this page

The words i place on the page each day will stay wit me above the ground kid

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

You other mc's stay on the same page change the chapter please