This is a song about "Wrapping paper"

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

No dipping wrapping up evil first, real spitta is it a gift or a curse

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

It started with a pen and paper,

Left me like a blank white paper

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Paper boy make you a believer

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Be proactive pick up a box start wrapping

See, she would complained of the tested nature

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

I pipe in and one night her