This is a song about "Story with no title"

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Story of keeness, #bore-ing these cretins with irony

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Everybody come with me let me tell you a story

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

My first time i may stuff up by tellin a story that has no end yet

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

The story of this little girl's world ends with a storm, now it's bedtime

I'd write a book but it would have no title,

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Except wit no title

She grabs the yellow bottle

And even buy you a bottle

Except wit no title

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

But it's true cos i got the title