This is a song about "Book"

This rap thing is a book...

You bull shit, look

Call me a product of my own damn hood

I go to bed reading my book

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Every possible plausible excuse in the book.

The book that you wrote, i defaced it,

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

I want to write a book

Showed your lil' ass look

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Because nobody told them the world isnt in a book