This is a song about "Book and pencil"

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

I handed her a book and told her she had to pay

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Know you are the king of kings and lord of lords in the book revelations god

Took your rattle, bib, book and paddle so you have to improvise

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Here's the pensive, grab a pencil

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Sit and think sinful, so i grab the mic and shrink pencil,

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Here i am, read a book, but you're my one and only hook

Of these motherfuckers mentallity that they can keep up with my pad and my pencil

The instrumental, every time i'm in, i skip your lame level, when i step in my temple,

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

And i'm ill when i murder shit, pages split the pencil,