This is a song about "Yellow pages"

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Once it's ink gets on its pages

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

In case, i get replaced, i'm a book with blank pages,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Now youre stuck up in your middle ages flipping pages

All we need is convienient love

A book full of blank pages

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

And take it out on the pages

See boy she been in love

Tumbler rapist eatting pages

Here i go again, searching for love

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

With their names in history pages and created places and phases