This is a song about "Caleb s books"

Sky high, iced out paradise

It´s the battle of life

Focused on the hooks instead of my books

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

You niggas ain't harden, you readin them 50 shades of gray books

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

If you feel it, it must be real just

Taggin the books head shinin like a diamond

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

The most of insane of the crooks, got my fame in the books,

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

From the street, with her books, looking in, as she passed,

Where i from, it get cold

S queezys very bold

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

An avid reader of grow books and homicides