This is a song about "Toliet paper"

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

It started with a pen and paper,

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

Instead i sit alone writing lyrics on a crumpled piece of paper

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Belly full of paper bills

3m's on my new balance

Light this paper and huddle,

No one notice your struggle

I got something you've been waiting for

Paper boy make you a believer