This is a song about "Book"

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

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

But one day that book will be famous

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

That the crook just took over so book

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Then write another hook in my mac book

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I want to write a book

She got that good good

A world comsumed by the book of faces

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases