Sundays with Spud Presents: "PAPER"

Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper they chasing-
reaching for a fill to fill a thrill from they racing-
taking grasps at the air cuz they pockets so vacant-
reality is all they got, dreams on vacation-
they can't but help themselves, on themselves they waiting-
gotta doctor on the doctors never seen em so patient... no patience
Know they babies gotta eat, to they folks they gotta cater-
and though they dishing out themselves, save some paper for the waiter-
mind marked so distinct, body tagged a lil fader-
get paper, get inked from the purchase with the paper-
paper put it there, remove it? Need twice as much paper-
nothings permanent, no death do part, release broke hearts with signing of some papers-
back in the game, you a player, but you theirs... you signed yo name upon they papers-
now you in a swamp, gettin swamped by the gators-
tryna croc yo way out, but they keep a sharp nose for yo paper...-
oh papers…
Paper yes, no paper, no paper see ya later-
cuz the mouth talking paper the most persuasive debater-
Paper spin us on the axis, keepin consistent the equator-
asked why another life was axed, what was the motivator?...-
blame it on the paper...-
shame on the paper…-
No rest for the rest, and in excess, success target practice for the haters-
"nothings given, gotta get it" that attitude just a given to a taker-
but the beauty in life is, its all in what you make of-
falling short of beauty gotta make up for yo make up-
its all fun and games til yo pockets get a shake up-
gotta take into account, account numbers ain't made up-
gotta earn those numbers, bread ain't sold to the baker-
wanna press a couple buttons, 4-digit numbers turn to paper-
its all about the paper.
Paper, paper, paper, its all about the paper-
play in between the lines, Bolt and stride for the paper-
1& 2, 9 to 5, 4 a strive to the paper-
dead faces in our palms for a better life-
it seems the ones who unarmed get the lesser rights-
gotta have paper to make paper, the best suffice-
guess when you're better off than most, you get the most and get better twice-
I'm a… 
So I'm a... I'm a get that paper, I put it on life-
get that paper, it'll make it all right-
got that paper, send me another drink-
Mix a little foreign thought, I think this how I'm s'posed to think????
Paper, paper, paper, that's all we led to believe-
why not the same as our Maker just ask and you shall receive?-
Paper, paper, paper, that's all we led to believe-
why not the same as our Maker just ask and you shall receive?-

Paper ain't the Maker.