This is a song about "I m the realist"

I be ballin, they wonder why

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

Sabotage, sabotage, i love you

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Emcee m b, remember the name.

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

They claim it as their own, africa

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days