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

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

I know that im real and i know who we are

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

For real and good music, to hear when they're lost,

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

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

So are you busy being angry that my flow is just better?

I'll kiss you just a little, i promise it's forever

From hollywood to the hood

And we know that ain't no good

You are not a king or queen your real shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

And your not a rhino though you are that albino