This is a song about "Book"

She need now, she ain't never needed love

I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

A book for inspiration started sayin' "why bother"

My book is sacred forsworn

Most times when a liquor all gone

They told me worthless verses in different versions of the same book,

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Before i met you, i was a lonely book

Let's have a toast for this new love

A book full of blank pages

Put your face in a book

Showed your lil' ass look

Then write another hook in my mac book

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would