This is a song about "The immortality found in books"

Found dead covered in red

She don’t give her nigga head

Is written in our souls, africa

Hundred proof get found in a youth nigga

From the street, with her books, looking in, as she passed,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

The most of insane of the crooks, got my fame in the books,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Focused on the hooks instead of my books

Everyone, look! that kitty believes in immortality!

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Walked in the kitchen and found a pot to piss in

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Thoughts of immortality