This is a song about "Reading"

If you're reading this well, i'm in a better place

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Catch me out in barcelona, reading chomsky, feeling lean

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Reading books on female anatomy for leisure

Is what you're reading in your comments

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

As you're writing raps and reading some novels

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Got the priest reading sermons for the catholics,

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I've been reading your comments, a bit snobby

When i was reading a heathen his rites

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights