This is a song about "Album cover"

Government lies yes they cover shit

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Hutch's new album a perfect example

And while i’m in your mother

Superhero cover

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

You cover your pretty mouth

You wannabe's really need to get under cover/

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

From "infinite" down to the last "relapse" album

Not a single verse she can't cover

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

On a little secret, don't judge a book by it's cover