This is a song about "Rhyme book"

Then write another hook in my mac book

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Every morning that i wake up im looking on face book

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

A book for inspiration started sayin' "why bother"

Then write another hook in my mac book

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Put your face in a book

Aye, hold your head homie, look

This rap thing is a book...

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

I've never been one for spoiling the end of a book,