Bookfiend - Clams Casino Version

Answer to the riddle
 More hidden than a crook
 The only way they find it
 If he's spittin' in a hook
 Look, they love to know the story, more grody than Mr. Crowley
 For those embarrassed to know holier than thou Imoli habits
 Paris to the Gobi bring him up to speed slowly
 On the low key, Kindles is phony D
 Taste stale, see the world in shades of gray-scale
 Right there in black and white, protected by chain-mail
 Today's the day, made his way to see his sister'n'um
 Took my little mens with her, told 'em loved 'em. kisseded them
 These over-sensitive youngins' is on some new stuff
 Can't sit still-- focus the time it takes to do enough
 From off the mean streets of the "Can I get a dollar dude?"
 Above measure the singular pleasure of solitude
 It's your poison, if you so choose, absorb it
 Feel it in your veins to the brain shoot off into orbit
 How you know octagon? Or much less Tetragrammaton
 To get the good stuff you need to get out to the Amazon
 With any luck we might just score locally
 Shh, keep it on the hush when you speakin' on it vocally
 Then you gotta be on the in, a known member
 I think I still owe 'em lil something since November, whatever
 Who need credit when cash speak, get it
 Sweatin' sittin' on this package from last week
 We all got our weaknesses, along with the functionin' dead
 Some'll end up fudgin' numbers, buggin' and lunchin' instead
 It's Netflix to the head, second best trick to get the chicks to the bed
 Answer to the riddle
 More hidden than a crook
 The only way they find it
 If he's spittin' in a hook