This is a song about "No book"

No assignments, book of rhyming and i’m drawing doodles

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

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

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Every possible plausible excuse in the book.

My life’s an open book

Showed your lil' ass look

I want to write a book

You bull shit, look

If your man want to bet

A step by step book let

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

My book case looks like a psych. room

A book for inspiration started sayin' "why bother"

Gliding through the skies as the slow minds wander