This is a song about "Camille is the real deal"

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Would rob & steal to keep it real / ain't ever seen the bigger deal

Or see what the big deal is, why it was and it still is

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Livin in the thrill, got me askin "is it real?"

Is heaven just another door? i leave this here

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

They'd rather rot than actually tell me what the big deal is,

Tupac, the nigga of truth, the nigga of heart, back when he was the real deal//

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

These are real facts, now i don't deal crack, i'm packing macs,

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

I am the real deal,i do not play

Who the illest and what the deal is

That shit look like it’s raks fifth