This is a song about "Stories"

If stories went on scales i'd have a lot to sell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Who makes up stories with an act who plays tough

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

They just don't get all the stories applied

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Remember when we telling stories, one was even 'bout a centaur

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.

I'm tired of rap wars it's time for some stories

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

There's stories i could tell ya that would make spines crawl,