This is a song about "Being real with it"

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

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

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

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

Keep it real yo, keep it keep it real,

The reason why they had to give me a deal

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

Jesus i love you with every fiber of my being you know it, its hard for

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

I say what i feel, its not being rude it's being real

This is a family i love, i can admit to being obsessed with it,"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that