This is a song about "A real conversation"

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

A part of me wishes that you were never real,

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

My friends put me to a real test

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses

Im a real bitch cuz i did this

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Can i get a conversation placed on the side of all this sleaze?

So forget what they said and change the conversation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

There's no debating, no conversation, that's honestly gone