This is a song about "The bard s tale"

I really can't under what s the fighting for

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Till the game`s over they are still watching me

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

I ain't hard to find is the tale that i kick

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

While i spin a tale of the quiet kid