This is a song about "Chants about reading"

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I've been reading your comments, a bit snobby

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Why? cause reading your shit's like taking my teeth to a drill?

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

Reading books on female anatomy for leisure

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy

I'll then be reborn livin vivid in the chants of my fans,

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Neighbours washing cars and reading fucking magazines.