This is a song about "Book job"

Smoke ? you know it taste good

I want to write a book

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

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

By any means, if ya like it or not

Get you ready for your new job

Aye, hold your head homie, look

This rap thing is a book...

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

That the crook just took over so book

A step by step book let

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

I run out on the job.

And it don’t stop