This is a song about "Tyler paul"

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

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

Like tyler creator oh shit black momba's back lyrical insomniac flow is high

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

And him and tyler keep it trill like andre,

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

Looked at her number and gave her a call she picked up and i said hey its paul,

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

So fast we cause paul walkers god damn car wreck

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

See, i like the person that you are

Why so serious, tyler

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

She said hey paul im ready, when will you come get me, i said im on my way be there in a few,