Story: No Title
Denzel Curry Lyrics


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Story with no title, everything is vital
Came up in this game, now my idols is my rivals
Childhood friends end up pulling guns on you
Hoes wanna fuck because you carry funds on you
Like a blind man in church, homie, I don't see none of that
Still can't believe that I made it off rapping
Baby bottle blue mic spitting blue magic
How the fuck the rap game, become a beauty pageant?
Fugazi ass rapper trying to sound like Atlanta
'Cause they got no identity, I'm off the top like
O-ren Ishii vs. Uma Thurman
Gasoline, in my thermos
And I'm 'bout to make a furnace out you niggas
Spitting ether, make-believers call it Easter
I am Jesus with a blacker penis, that is fucking genius
Who said Jesus can't be a black guy?
Even Luke Skywalker's father was on the dark side

Story with no title, everything is vital
Praying for my rivals let the church say (ay!)
Everything is vital, hand up on the rifle
Send them off to Lotto, let the case say (spray!)
Story with no title, everything is vital
Praying for my rivals let the church say (ay!)
Everything is vital, hand up on the rifle
Just like a

Story with no title, everything is vital
Started from the bottom where they wear bikini bottoms
Dig even deeper all you see is crabs in a bucket
When shit hit the fan niggas up it like "fuck it"
Spitting colder shit over cold shit my diamond you cold bitch
You like N64, go buy my old shit
I keep a AK on my Issa Gold shit
That's how it goes down on the lower East Coast bitch
South Florida, twenty-one getting older
Mind of a marine ever since I was a teen
Blowing up smithereens, living a broke man's dream
Follow the roots of the prince 'til they crown me king
It seems, these niggas acting less than G's
This ain't the place that I choose to be
Where friends become strangers
Everybody wants to be a gangsta
It's going down on the block, no anchor, story with no title!

Story with no title, everything is vital
Praying for my rivals let the church say (ay!)
Everything is vital, hand up on the rifle
Send them off to Lotto let the case say (spray!)
Story with no title, everything is vital
Praying for my rivals let the church say (ay!)
Everything is vital, hand up on the rifle
Just like a

Story with no title, bullet with no name
I was brought up inside a city that was built of cane
Even during my sunny days I am still a hurricane
I just wanna make it rain ain't no aim ba-bay
Watching Bebe's kids, we all Bebe's kids
Little badass jit that's where the story begins
'Fore the end of the timeline, on to the crime crimes
Out here beefing ain't no working at Five Guys
It's wild, convicted felon put on trial
It's sad, a mother outlives her child
And that's bad, especially because we're black
When the revolution start that's when the niggas attack
I'm looking at the liars that say you ain't come from riches
Stop calling out women, bitches, fried chicken, and watermelons




Not my diet, I'm everything you fear and what defines it
And if I die today it's not surprising, story with no title

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Denzel Curry's song "Story: No Title" paint a picture of his journey in the music industry and the challenges he has faced. The title itself suggests that his story is untitled, which can be interpreted as a sense of identity and purposelessness. The line "everything is vital" signifies the importance and significance of every aspect of his life and career.


Curry expresses a shift in his perspective on success and fame. He mentions that his idols have now become his rivals, indicating that he has surpassed his initial inspirations and is now competing with them. The line "Childhood friends end up pulling guns on you" portrays the harsh reality of fame, where those close to him can turn against him. The mention of hoes wanting to be with him because of his wealth reveals the superficiality and insincerity of some relationships in the industry.


Throughout the song, there is a theme of authenticity and staying true to oneself. Curry criticizes rappers who imitate an Atlanta sound to gain popularity and highlights the lack of identity in the rap game. He proudly asserts his individuality, claiming to be "off the top" like a spontaneous freestyle and referencing characters from the movie Kill Bill to illustrate his uniqueness. The line "Gasoline, in my thermos" and the subsequent line about making a furnace out of people indicates his intention to ignite and burn his competition with his powerful lyrics.


In the second verse, Curry reflects on his upbringing and the struggles he faced. He mentions starting from the bottom, where people wear bikini bottoms, metaphorically representing a disadvantaged and impoverished environment. He acknowledges the presence of crab mentality within his community, where people pull each other down instead of uplifting one another. The line "It's going down on the block, no anchor" suggests a sense of chaos and lawlessness in his neighborhood.


As the song progresses, Curry highlights social issues and systemic racism. He references being brought up in a city built on cane, which can represent both the sugarcane industry and the historical exploitation of black labor. He touches on the harsh reality of violence and injustice faced by his community, expressing his desire to bring change and make it rain, symbolizing a desire to uplift and empower through his music.


Overall, "Story: No Title" is a reflection on Denzel Curry's personal journey, the challenges he faces, and his determination to overcome obstacles and make a meaningful impact through his art.


Line by Line Meaning

Story with no title, everything is vital
The narrative of this song is untitled, but every aspect of it carries significant importance and meaning.


Came up in this game, now my idols is my rivals
As I gained success in the music industry, my former role models have now become my competitors.


Childhood friends end up pulling guns on you
It's disheartening to discover that friends from my past would turn against me and resort to violence.


Hoes wanna fuck because you carry funds on you
Some women are only interested in having sexual relations with me because they know I have money.


Like a blind man in church, homie, I don't see none of that
Similar to a visually impaired person attending church, I am oblivious to the deceptive intentions of others.


Still can't believe that I made it off rapping
I am still in awe that I achieved success solely through my rapping talent and skill.


Baby bottle blue mic spitting blue magic
When I rap into the microphone, it feels like I possess a special ability to captivate and mesmerize the audience.


How the fuck the rap game, become a beauty pageant?
I'm questioning how the rap industry has transformed into a competition focused on superficial appearances, similar to a beauty contest.


Fugazi ass rapper trying to sound like Atlanta
There are inauthentic rappers attempting to imitate the distinct sound and style originating from Atlanta.


'Cause they got no identity, I'm off the top like O-ren Ishii vs. Uma Thurman
These rappers lack originality and individuality in their music, while I freestyle effortlessly like the confrontation between O-ren Ishii and Uma Thurman in the movie Kill Bill.


Gasoline, in my thermos
My lyrics are as potent and flammable as gasoline, fueling my artistic expression.


And I'm 'bout to make a furnace out you niggas
I am about to expose and burn down all the fake individuals in the rap industry.


Spitting ether, make-believers call it Easter
My lyrical attack and ability to expose the truth leaves those who pretend or deceive feeling exposed, similar to the revelation of secrets during Easter.


I am Jesus with a blacker penis, that is fucking genius
I metaphorically compare myself to Jesus but highlight the genius aspect by emphasizing my blackness and lyrical prowess.


Who said Jesus can't be a black guy?
I challenge the notion that Jesus cannot be portrayed as a person of African descent.


Even Luke Skywalker's father was on the dark side
I draw a parallel to the Star Wars character, Darth Vader, whose father, Luke Skywalker, turned to the dark side. This highlights how even someone with a noble lineage can be flawed.


Started from the bottom where they wear bikini bottoms
I began my journey to success in a place associated with leisurely beachwear like bikini bottoms.


Dig even deeper all you see is crabs in a bucket
When you delve further into this environment, all you find are people who constantly try to pull you down, akin to crabs in a bucket.


When shit hit the fan niggas up it like 'fuck it'
When things get tough or chaotic, some people abandon their responsibilities and adopt a carefree attitude.


Spitting colder shit over cold shit my diamond you cold bitch
I am delivering even more powerful and intense lyrics over a beat that is already cold, demonstrating my superiority in this regard.


You like N64, go buy my old shit
In comparison to your outdated gaming console, the N64, my previous works still maintain their value and relevance.


I keep a AK on my Issa Gold shit
Similar to the rapper Issa Gold, I am always armed with an AK-47, which symbolizes my readiness for any potential threats or conflicts.


That's how it goes down on the lower East Coast bitch
This is the reality and lifestyle experienced on the lower East Coast, characterized by various challenges and dangers.


South Florida, twenty-one getting older
I am from South Florida, and at the age of twenty-one, I'm slowly transitioning into adulthood.


Mind of a marine ever since I was a teen
My mindset has been disciplined and tough, reminiscent of a marine, ever since I was a teenager.


Blowing up smithereens, living a broke man's dream
I am achieving great success while simultaneously exposing the flaws and struggles associated with a life of poverty and hardship.


Follow the roots of the prince 'til they crown me king
I will continue to trace my heritage back to royalty, symbolizing my ascent to greatness and ultimate reign as a king.


It seems, these niggas acting less than G's
These individuals are presenting themselves in a manner that contradicts the qualities typically associated with being a genuine gangster.


This ain't the place that I choose to be
I am expressing my discontent and dissatisfaction with the current environment and circumstances I find myself in.


Where friends become strangers
In this environment, even close friends can transform into unfamiliar and distant individuals.


Everybody wants to be a gangsta
Many people in this setting falsely aspire to embody the image and characteristics of a gangster.


It's going down on the block, no anchor, story with no title!
Chaos is prevalent in the neighborhood, lacking stability or a guiding force, emphasizing the untitled and unpredictable nature of this story.


Story with no title, bullet with no name
This narrative lacks a specific title, just as the bullet fired from a gun remains anonymous and lacks identification.


I was brought up inside a city that was built of cane
I was raised in a city where the production and distribution of illicit substances, particularly cocaine, formed the foundation of its economy and culture.


Even during my sunny days I am still a hurricane
Despite experiencing positive moments or favorable circumstances, I possess an intense and unstoppable force inside me, similar to a hurricane.


I just wanna make it rain ain't no aim ba-bay
My primary goal is to achieve immense success and wealth, without any specific intention or target in mind.


Watching Bebe's kids, we all Bebe's kids
Referencing the film 'Bebe's Kids,' my childhood was filled with troublemakers and misbehaving children, associating myself with that rambunctious group.


Little badass jit that's where the story begins
As a young and rebellious individual, this is where my personal journey and tale commence.


'Fore the end of the timeline, on to the crime crimes
Before the conclusion of my life's story, I delve into criminal activities and illicit endeavors.


Out here beefing ain't no working at Five Guys
Engaging in conflicts and rivalries is prevalent in this environment, unlike the peaceful atmosphere found in a typical Five Guys restaurant.


It's wild, convicted felon put on trial
The situation is chaotic, as a person with a criminal record must face legal proceedings and be tried in court.


It's sad, a mother outlives her child
Tragically, a mother experiences the sorrow of outliving her own child, which brings immense sadness.


And that's bad, especially because we're black
This is an unfortunate situation, particularly due to our shared racial identity as Black individuals.


When the revolution start that's when the niggas attack
In times of societal revolution or upheaval, individuals who were once peaceful can turn hostile and aggressive, reflecting the unpredictable nature of humans.


I'm looking at the liars that say you ain't come from riches
I'm observing those deceitful individuals who claim that you did not originate from a wealthy background.


Stop calling out women, bitches, fried chicken, and watermelons
I urge people to refrain from using derogatory language towards women and perpetuating stereotypes related to African American cuisine, such as fried chicken and watermelons.


Not my diet, I'm everything you fear and what defines it
I do not adhere to or promote those stereotypes; instead, I represent everything that provokes fear and challenges the perception of what defines individuals like me.


And if I die today it's not surprising, story with no title
If my life were to end suddenly, it wouldn't be unexpected or shocking, given the unpredictable and untitled nature of this story.




Lyrics © PROMNITE PUBLISHING, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: Denzel Rae Don Curry, Lino Martinez, Paul Sledge

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