This is a song about "Book"

Won't run out anytime soon

My book case looks like a psych. room

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

That the crook just took over so book

Then write another hook in my mac book

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

I want to write a book

Smoke ? you know it taste good

My nigga, no hook

Put your face in a book

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

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

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

My book is sacred forsworn