This is a song about "Luv story"

I guess now i'm done telling this story,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

She wishes she could be the referee of her story,

This story is fictitious and delicious.

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

What a story, it's where the chapter ends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

That would make a helluva story

They say nothings ever free

She michael jackson bad

Her life story was so sad