This is a song about "Book of rhymes"

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

Defining the rhymes of his time,/

Like a book full of pages, that can't be read,

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Not even in the colon, so he had to reopen the book of the woven

A book full of blank pages

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

No assignments, book of rhyming and i’m drawing doodles

One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals

Beat her with a medical book, page opens like the setting of a stage,

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

Got a flock full of dimes

You know you jelous of these rhymes