This is a song about "Black reality"

Media turned justice into reality tv,

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

About the way i'm feeling

It's the reality of leaving,

But that's reality.

Fuck fame, fuck money

Chillin' with homies and family

Reality, yeah it is, i see,

From all this tea cause in reality

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Know it good when she go no hands

To reality and to the facts