This is a song about "Face book"

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Every morning that i wake up im looking on face book

The book that you wrote, i defaced it,

I put some cash in ya pocket

A world comsumed by the book of faces

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

My book is sacred forsworn

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

I've never been one for spoiling the end of a book,

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

My life’s an open book

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

But one day that book will be famous