This is a song about "Book report"

Rollin' down the four o five

Of the book of your life

Yeah they seen my report card but they've yet to hear my rapping ah...

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

This information is vital, look

I go to bed reading my book

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Because nobody told them the world isnt in a book

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.

Put your face in a book

Smoke ? you know it taste good

That the crook just took over so book

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

A step by step book let

My god come before this bread