This is a song about "Working stories"

Or relieves from the broken hearted stories

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Those callous eyes that tell stories of malice.

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Working for an nonpaying business.

And panned out, i'm all in love

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

All the girls really want is fun

And id plead the fifth. . . but the stories are twist

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

Street poets fantasizing, but i'm here to tell you stories,

Aye, is this mic working?

Straight g thing, double m g thing