This is a song about "Im for real"

Im rappin poetry dude its time we got real

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

Quest for love and passion real higher education

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

Fucking loves me, but who doesn't, im for real

For real my fists are made of steal

Cee said, oaknair finna be here

For real, i feel so blessed

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Cause im coming with the real shit and i lyrical typhoons

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Paycheck to paycheck, paying bills, now how's that for "real",

Tried to convince myself that that shit wasn’t for real,

The reason why they had to give me a deal