This is a song about "Im the the realist g around"

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

The realist in the game

If disagree then piss on me but you're the epiphany you little g

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

But i'm back, g, makin' the game reek of cat pee.

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

Worked up from the very bottom now i'm fucking g/

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Home grown, is the g that i've shown.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

To the best g who is still single... so kill!!!

You can still see heaven but not the one for a g

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city