This is a song about "Turn paper to money"

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Money is the root of evil, they'll die for a piece of paper,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Get up and grab your paper fore the money tree begins burning

How to get my rent money

On they twitter writing novels, see

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

Im confused on what to with this empty paper

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track