This is a song about "Book"

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

A book for inspiration started sayin' "why bother"

That's words to my mama, since i wasn't a starter

Every morning that i wake up im looking on face book

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

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

Now momma told me be careful who you love

To mcs that don't rhyme good

I want to write a book

That the crook just took over so book

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

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

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