This is a song about "A story for the people that think they know shit"

Your the reason people think rap is poetic shit

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

But they know the hype when i make a mitt-sake, shit, typo/

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

The glare makes me hard to find

That isn't without a story behind,

But fuck that shit i'll fight for my story to unfold

I am not no homophobe, good thing i don't read the post

The people over here think that we're different

Fuckin' y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent

That would make a helluva story

And all women who had light features, see

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Now fuck what people think im doin it for the thrills

Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked backfuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak

Alright that shit i know was weak, but by the end of the week, youll become a freak,