This is a song about "Full real shit"

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

A life full of nothingness, since you left over useless shit

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

We're just popping pills yea that real shit

I talk about real shit

You can feel it via spirit

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

School ain't even start yet, there ain't not freaks here

Spit from the hip, your trying & lying your full of shit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

I got to make sure that i can play here

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Honesty's crucial, lets get real with this shit