This is a song about "Bedtime story"

A convoluted story, not really

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

This story is fictitious and delicious.

I guess now i'm done telling this story,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Everybody come with me let me tell you a story

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Story is notorious

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Yet your the one who doesn't have a bedtime.

To them it's simply a story

Look it something they can't ever see

The story of this little girl's world ends with a storm, now it's bedtime

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine