This is a song about "Young niggas want pussy and paper"

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

These pussy niggas talking bout they clean like crisco

These niggas dont want no trouble.

The world is so typical

It started with a pen and paper,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

We can make more, make babies

Pussy niggas hungry put on like some lipstick

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

And i want that fucking crown, can you niggas understand