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

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

I'm a real man and you know it's true,

Our history that they stole, africa

You know you messing with a real nigga.

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

You know? real flick" nasty 32 look.

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

And you know its real when you see an imperfect person perfectly

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

Aight elite for real one take dawg and i'm up outta here

So i ain't giving a fuck

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

Got more killa rhymes you just haven't heard em

Time after time, again and again