This is a song about "Love story"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Everybody come with me let me tell you a story

You're the story teller

That damier bag i bought her

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

That would make a helluva story

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Thats the story of ya life

I guess now i'm done telling this story,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

They say nothings ever free

But my dads a different story

These my rhymes and my story

But five years from now i bet she see

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick