This is a song about "Being real and thot that are not good"

And i ain't tryna spit, but got dollars here

You are not real you are fake that's the deal

No hook, fuck a hook

And we know that ain't no good

And these people are signs, that it's not over/

And there's little to be glad for

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

I spit that real hip hop, youd think my lips are black

You got reason to brag

Those words are real not crack,

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

You are not a king or queen your real shit

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

That is their real place not the billboard's list of hits