This is a song about "Reading at the library"

I pull out the creed but right before i started reading

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Hear my story than sus the pages, reading rhymes with fresh flavour for those haters,

Bunch of so sayers, when they go to sleep tonight, well i just hope they said their prayers

I often sit at home daydreaming about reading on farms

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Reading texts wanting draws which i never denied

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

I put some cash in ya pocket

Fuck you all (for reading this shit)