This is a song about "Being a real nigga"

Real nigga with a nose ring, that's right

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

Maker,ill try to be real with my rhymes o avoid being a faker,

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I'm being real, this ain't no "pretend" shit

That nigga will cross you real quick and start acting brand new

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Beautiful are thou, africa

You know you messing with a real nigga.

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes is it real or