This is a song about "Notebook"

But you're loving mine i am the shit

I took a pen a fucked a notebook wit it,

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans

So take your notebook out and listen

Cold, my style making my nose run

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

So take your out notebook and listen, when i say this dont faint