This is a song about "Yellow pages"

I'll bet my wages, i'll wager that i'm filling the pages,

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

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

- picking by pages, about to show my flow/

Yellow light runnin', in a fuckin' white dodge

Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch

Green and yellow turn again, let her go, back it up

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Yellow tape up and now your minds shocked

Like a fiend off the best rock

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Commence like dick costello, penants rise blue n yellow

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Now youre stuck up in your middle ages flipping pages