This is a song about "A real whitha"

A real fender bender, mysterious like i'm slender/

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

Tired of people saying, "i don't give a fuck, i'm real"

I can only love you when you’re undressed

My friends put me to a real test

A part of me wishes that you were never real,

Tell them girls right there that the man right here

I dropped another classic

With a brick, and ill be real quick.

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Real rappers drop a song a disaster breaks//

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Hot boxing a jeep hazed getting real rowdy

I wanted the money and never the fame

Im a real psycho from throat to brain