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

I know i hurt you real bad but just come please

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

That's right i know you don't do real estate

The proverbial lemonade that i made

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

I was twelve when the gunned you

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

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

I think you just don't know what it is for real

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see the real me.

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby