This is a song about "Non fiction books"

I'm the head coach of the team

Whats non compos mentis mean?

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Focused on the hooks instead of my books

And all they know is books

I flash smiles at the mean looks

The fiction don't believe us

Probably be dirt rich and worthless

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Cause you can make reality out of fiction

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

To her opinion,she fake as fiction,

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Cause you can make reality out of fiction

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Rapping turned to my benediction, bought books only nonfiction,