This is a song about "Book report"

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

But forget the star’s report card dog, so what its shit,

From hollywood to the hood

I go to bed reading my book

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

The book that you wrote, i defaced it,

You bull shit, look

Put your face in a book

I've never been one for spoiling the end of a book,

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Here i go again, searching for love

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

Of the book of your life

I just shake dice

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

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look