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

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Without them, the government would definitely be inadequate.

But she dont know the story

They say nothings ever free

What would life be without an obstacle to stall you?/

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

 the last thing you would hear would be " no sir",

From a light-skinned girl to a dark-skinned brother

Entered the living room, wouldn't believe what i would find.

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

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

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

She wishes she could be the referee of her story,

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see