This is a song about "Ernest hemingway"

Out like hemingway and cobain

I live my life in tha fast lane

Spit the truth, deeper meaning expressed, rugged man,

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Theoretical whines about being hamlet in trouble,

We original officially the most original

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

You don't know about hamlet? well i'm not here to judge,