[Verse 1: Connor Quest!]
This story's a real page turner, getting wrapped up in a brand new world, a
Scenery large but thinner than card and I'll say right now that I'm no Flat Earther
Squad surrounding and they're fun to mix with
Got paper company, Dunder Mifflin
Can't toss away nor crumple this king
That's a fairytale thought like Rumplestiltskin
Making paper, not gwop and chedder
But to make it safer when we cross the desert
We're facing danger with a proper set up
So my only weakness is the office shredders
2D when you view me like an animated movie, back in one nine two three
Can't keep me bound I'm like loose leaf, scared the crowd and they're white as a new sheet
You're stuck like a printer jam
We're not bleeding out, just the ink has run
I'm a simple man, no I don't need three dimensions
And the red and blue glasses just make my head spin
Could be A5, A4, A3
But no matter their size, ain't falling, see?
They can bring a whole stack or a forceful army
Can't fold me down like aragami, no

[Chorus: Connor Quest!]
Time for the guy you only see sideways
Gunna fly like a plane that I made
No brakes to land in the paper land
Gunna beat this king that holds that crown
Mustache man made of mache
Ain't no time to explain just mash A
You know that I came to win
And though I'm paper thin
You can't tear me up or fold me down
[Verse 2: Freeced]
It's a long ass tale, but it's not untold
Straight from the mail as the plot unfolds
Town of paper dolls and I got em rolled
Peach made the call and I'm awful bold
I'm coming with a battery to hit you in your lair
Get scared, flattery will get you anywhere
No plumber ain't wrote a badder confession
Code number eight with half and eleven
Well I've been a fan of paper-based RPGs
But I've never seen a set of em quite like these
It's quite likely that I've been under a rock
But if paper beats me then I'm gonna be shocked
Mad blocks that I'm hitting all day for what
Coins for the ribbons if they pay per cut
Annay same, giving em a paper cut
Blow minds like Twitter when a cake is cut
Uh, and I'll never fold up
Sick since eighty one and I still hold up
Convince anyone that I'm ill? Hold up
Got hit with a bomb and I still showed up
Never been stressed on a test of my cardio
Spit mad fox and I'm blessed when I party, ya
Quest that I'm on, got a map of the Barrio
Chill Goompo, we're just rapping with Mario
[Chorus: Connor Quest!]
Time for the guy you only see sideways
Gunna fly like a plane that I made
No brakes to land in the paper land
Gunna beat this king that holds that crown
Mustache man made of mache
Ain't no time to explain just mash A
You know that I came to win
And though I'm paper thin
You can't tear me up or fold me down
Time for the guy you only see sideways
Gunna fly like a plane that I made
No brakes to land in the paper land
Gunna beat this king that holds that crown
Mustache man made of mache
Ain't no time to explain just mash A
You know that I came to win
And though I'm paper thin
You can't tear me up or fold me down