This is a song about "Im rea"

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Nigga im elegant ,im elegant

Im gonna be rapping till im decomposed

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

If i got all y'all, there won't be no sense in cheating

I guess im tryna say that im heartless

I can teach you all the sounds of love

So tell the rea-per, can i live one more life

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Im bout to give ya, im ridiculing

Word to shawn corey, and you know what i am doing