This is a song about "Goin down for real"

Goin 90 down the freeway

Few chips, i get out n' spray

And i ain't goin' nowhere, shit i've been flowing for years

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Bow down the rap god has spoke, the real harmonic praised lyrics/

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

For real niggas who ain't got no feelings

People don't care about the game for real

Yeah, and i ain't saying that i'm nas here

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

For real i'm serious you're gonna feel pissed.

I write these lyrics down for real, no cypher,

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

I ain't slowin' down, i'm goin' 'round the obstacle course,

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce