This is a song about "Old books"

This is just the first page in a series of books

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

An avid reader of grow books and homicides

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Reading books on female anatomy for leisure

But all that comes out is my eccentric manners; it screws up all my looks

I try to create authentic answers, but it's hard enough to keep to my books

Rapping turned to my benediction, bought books only nonfiction,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books