This is a song about "Jack you a faget you know im the real killa"

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Im done, hopefully you now know im the one son of the true rap god, sent in a heavenly pod,

Believe me i'mma be your god

Now you know that im the og

You know im the shit boy you better hold ya nose.

We love for a while then a light goes

Because you motherfuckin' niggas know i've been so real,

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

You know? real flick" nasty 32 look.

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

You slackers don't know the meaning of real rap/

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

It's the set, you know we real, my weapons only steel