This is a song about "Book club"

Braggin in the night club,

I thought it'd get better but

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

Hitmen taking out people at the club

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

Of the book of your life

I need a backyard full court size

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Then write another hook in my mac book

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Feuding over their underground crown in a fight club

I go to bed reading my book

From hollywood to the hood

You were right here all along

Blew up the club i'm gone