This is a song about "Yellow pages"

I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

Let's pretend he never picked up, left the pages blank,

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

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

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

And take it out on the pages

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Although thought that we would grow

My pee is bright yellow

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Yellow tape up and now your minds shocked

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

Now youre stuck up in your middle ages flipping pages