This is a song about "Authentic poseur stereotype"

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

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

Verse full of stereotype reference, get a sense

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

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

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

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

I'mma rap to you real quick. i wanna enjoy the luxury of like

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

But all that comes out is my eccentric manners, it screws up all my looks

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

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