This is a song about "Being the realist"

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

This ain't a trick bitch cause i'm the realist there is, to ever fuckin exist

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

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

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

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

And i ended up being the bad guy,

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Today ima choose to be the realist, i'm a realist, fearless,

It came so close to being the end

One parent above, the other live scared

Your being pushed into the dead sea

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Being used to me was like a fashion trait or being killed inside like the assassin snake

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait