This is a song about "My book"

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

My words started you shook so looking at my rap book u gonna booked

Every possible plausible excuse in the book.

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

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

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Michelangelo portrait meet mia angelou notebook

Ya'll niggas better whip up a potion my flow so rough my rap book

Book of eli, i just came to fill my water jug

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Well, theres a coloring book filled with colors from me, i tried my best

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

I'll take the faith in myself over any self help book you put in my hand

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

And end it all, it's the next chapter in this book