This story is heavily inspired by the song, Outside Like This by Traetwothree. - Shit, it's time that we maneuver through the crowd Baddies on the floor, shakin' ass, goin' wild I'm feelin' myself, shit, I'm vibin' right now, right now But then I hear a voice in the distance No, ain't no way, I must be trippin' While I'm in here lookin' flyer than a jet I start slowly lookin' over to the left Why the fuck I seen my ex talkin' to the next nigga? Crazy, stupid