This is a song about "Heroic tales"

The dead don't grow older, and tell no tales/

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Dont be heroic like viking nigga i'm violent.

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Writing beautiful tales of our adventures

Better yet they work my every nerve

So, i'm humming a hymn while reading fairy tales by the brothers grimm

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Is that ya story? a cache of grey tales seems statutory

Pull the pound, up and down, turn yourself around shorty