This is a song about "Pussy book"

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

They told me worthless verses in different versions of the same book,

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

The book that you wrote, i defaced it,

A book full of blank pages

We don't ever make love

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Every possible plausible excuse in the book.

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.

Said she had nice pussy

I’m tryna be low key

This rap thing is a book...

My bitches fuck me good