This is a song about "I am the realest"

The women think i am

Any way you can

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

I got the ball, and this delivery is the realest thing they ever saw

I used to have a nine to five

Who am i, through the cries,

Now u see why i am the way i am now?

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

This the realest pain shit, dames and manes with discerning taste hit

Im the realest here, who the hell are you

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Cancer wasn't the plan, i am who i am, dammed,

Cause i got the burner in the hand