This is a song about "Pulp fiction"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Their buddy who has the best shit burned ip the fiction

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Stars become fiction, bars become prisms

Yeah, maybach poetic genius

The fiction don't believe us

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Selfish absurd dimwitted unlit nitwit twisted twig stick end fiction

Fuck you, i'm a subject without my permission

But once again i was putting my faith into fiction

Dismiss the fiction the fact is u should listen to this,

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I spit non-fiction,rather than pro-fiction causes you affliction

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Cause you can make reality out of fiction