This is a song about "Doze of reality"

I don't sleep because i'm scared to lose track of reality.

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Perception for us all is from the source of our reality

Im tired of this place even though its reality

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

I wrote this shit just for fun til i noticed the reality of it

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Reality of my life rise on the east with stars i align

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

But my reality is all of your inner souls

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Cause you can make reality out of fiction

Rap is based off of reality, re-a-li-sm

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something