This is a song about "Im the real one no to be honest"

Trying to make it big no one seems to be to nice

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Im tellin the honest truth

To be honest i felt pitiful

No one notice your struggle

To be honest i may have embellished

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Im a real one ,we don't need no nudes

With just a hint of arrogance to be honest

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

There'll be no one left, by the time im dead,

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

To be honest, i hate you, with a burning passion.