This is a song about "Not hearing the whole story"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

A convoluted story, not really

The devils stuck with this never hearing hero

The world looking out, they on the front row

I write to be the best not no second place yea my flow will rock the whole place

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Gotta give her da good i'm liking da wood and now it's over lady

Before my head gets steered, not hearing shit, man im go-ing crazy

I'm sick of hearing rappers about the crackin' bottles,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I aint about to tell you my whole life story,

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

His story goes about summers, where he now suffers not being in the competition

Fuck the "story of your life"

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs