This is a song about "Be real rap"

I don't make rap i'm just spitting the real facts

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

I know the road i'm taking

Or be real good at cooking

Took me mighty long to get here

In rap terms he keeps it real

Its the real poke' rap poke a hundred fuckin rats

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

In rap terms he keeps it real

If you're not really here

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

A real rap disaster, if you really wanna battle me

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Real talk, yeah my rap is concentrated

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

I live in reality, rap some real shit