This is a song about "Toilet paper"

And there's little to be glad for

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

Niggas getting shot just for bounty, not the toilet roll.

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Used condom in the toilet, i wonder who's

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

That i will leave earth with her

And spike the soup with toilet cleaner

Sitting on the toilet thinking,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Cos i get more ass than 3 toilet seats combined

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

See, i like the person that you are