This is a song about "Our story jose batista"

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

A convoluted story, not really

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Everybody come with me let me tell you a story

Let me rideuntil i get free

That would make a helluva story

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

We teach our future our past

This story is fictitious and delicious.

Here i go again, falling in love

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

These my rhymes and my story

But my dads a different story

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free