This is a song about "Authentic poseur stereotype"

Stereotype for a faulty hype bragging about smoking chill just hit the pipe

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

Try to make authentic answers, it's hard enough to keep to my books

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Runnin a liberation, neutralization comes to mind when my rhymes meet yours,

I try to create authentic answers, but it's hard enough to keep to my books

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

With every stereotype against us like we're trapped in a cage

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Verse full of stereotype reference, get a sense

I try to create authentic answers, but it's hard enough to keep to my books

I'm the good of evil and the evil of good so i see from both looks

I'm authentic so real you faint even replace i collect data just call it sample space

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase