This is a song about "I m the real nigga"

Real nigga shit. hood nigga section.

My talent should take me places i've never been

I'mma stay on the grind get mine like a real nigga should (you better believe it)

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Why you call me back? don't lie

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Leave the scene m rated

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

The things that i can rap about that is real

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Now we livin’ much better, nigga, pay whatever