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

Thot in highschool naw we ain't knew that

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Call me a product of my own damn hood

That everythings fine, ok and good

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Not all rappers are good cause your the direct evidence.

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock

And if i speak the good into existence, that instant my dreams will unlock

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

I know that im real and i know who we are

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

Rather then feeling guilty cause i'm not as good as they are

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

I've been down feelin like i am clown through are not that good rhymes

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights