This is a song about "Bok"

I've never been one for spoiling the end of a book,

An early toke, not a burly bloke, but sturdy folk

When i beat you down with a phone book and let your home cook

Because nobody told them the world isnt in a book

Till i land in the land of flames and disbelievers of morals

I spit sweet as the first part of chinese sauces,