This is a song about "The bard s tale"

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

Behold the unrolled scroll, my tale is untold and woe.

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

I really can't under what s the fighting for

The bitches is everything in between

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

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

It was just the four of us uptown corners

I'm hoping we can change with timei'm living blinded

While i spin a tale of the quiet kid