This is a song about "Under tale"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Now your done and six feet under

Currently i'm under it

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Like a fairy tale, it was just meant to be

It's no longer a new jack city

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Got bitches ducking under covers

But i guess its bout time this tale went and ended,

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

Once upon a time is the beginin of a fairy tale

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale