This is a song about "Story raps"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I guess now i'm done telling this story,

Living out of bags

Enough of the weakened raps

So whats the moral of this story?

But make sure if they do see

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

But my dads a different story

But she dont know the story

What them tippers don't see

And when i start to rise

Thats the story of ya life

That would make a helluva story

You a lady boss, now you fly free