This is a song about "Atun re"

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

I need re#spect / #tickles 'n' some #human #contacts that

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

Rap is based off of reality, re-a-li-sm

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Wishing for a new re-dition have them regret

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Back to pedestrian, can't touch the hemp, to re-assess/

But you hate them navel kisses

On re up, need strips in cases

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

But the limitation has been re-illustrated, a situation,

Gotta re-route over this hump,

It's late and you stuck in my basement

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Its a man's world re-write your lines lickety split