This is a song about "Never judge a book by its front cover"

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

On a little secret, don't judge a book by it's cover

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

But its no need to hold a grudge or judge because they didn't budge

Yeah you know i got that work

Ill never speak a lie its unheard

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

When i throw in a punchline at into the front line like its lunchtime,

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

People always judge me by my appearance not what my life's like

Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride

So guess what my thesis was? "don't judge a book by it's cover, or you will be left to wonder"

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

That's why i shine like i does

A book full of blank pages