This is a song about "What would the story be"

We would take a picture together and my hands would be on the hover

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

Without them, the government would definitely be inadequate.

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

//#moral #of #the #story

Take what you want from the story foretold,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I can't imagine what it would be like being contained to a four inch screen,

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

That would make a helluva story

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Let it be told, the story how you chilled in mansions with gold

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed