This is a song about "Face book"

Every possible plausible excuse in the book.

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Because nobody told them the world isnt in a book

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

Then write another hook in my mac book

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

The book that you wrote, i defaced it,

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

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

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

I go to bed reading my book

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

My book is sacred forsworn

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone