This is a song about "Transfer papers"

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

While other simply strike papers, thought they were my friends,

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Yo since '010 i've been strikin' papers with my pen,

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Cracking throat,scrambling papers,to capture the fame,tracking my veins,

Roll it up in papers to burn a hole like a dutch

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

He can always transfer for my suffer to they other side,

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Test the water let me know if the temperature right

I roll up these papers so tight, puffin' em out with all my might//

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

You question wasting money on those papers at the store