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

He want to be a real g at killing the puss

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I'm the real o. g on the pc, shoot g. a. t. t's need some vitamin oh gee!

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Talk loud around the hood, now im taking your phone

But im not fucking around, im giving the beat a pound

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

The realist in the game

Your body's right as rain

Than the realest hipster, and i'm a realist who knows i'll never be an a-lister.

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

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

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,