This is a song about "Birth of a real nogga"

His d*** is smaller than a birth control device,

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Down to earth. and be strong as a whole new strength takes birth.

Voice of the people so real like a clock the new

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

The science and the art, africa

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

By birth of baby jesus underneath the eastern star

Screens paint a picture of depravity real-

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

'cuz many of those black youth are born to die just after birth,

Tired of people saying, "i don't give a fuck, i'm real"

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal