This is a song about "Books a million"

Shit its sounding like a million bucks..

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

You had to write a million lines,to state ur an emcee?

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Bout a 50 million skaters screamin faster

When i'm a million leagues above you

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits