This is a song about "Weed story"

But five years from now i bet she see

That would make a helluva story

You're the story teller

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But my dads a different story

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I guess now i'm done telling this story,

That isn't without a story behind,

A million nasty things went through my mind

I said i got my ass beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Unravel my story like a knot