This is a song about "Keeping it real up in the feel"

When i spill it and kill it and they feel it 'cuz it's real,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

The pain that's obviously real up in me, really killing me.

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

I seemingly feel the need, for keepin it real in beats when speaking tough

When it comes to these rhymes i'm a lyrical thug i'm so sick i couldn't be cured by a miracle drug

Ive been leapin' n' speedin needin to spit meaning while freeing n' keeping it real as fuck

To what we doing here

Ghost in the hook so real

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

Livin in the thrill, got me askin "is it real?"

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

My mind is what i'm keeping from the spies in plain sight creeping

'cuz it's real when i speak it up in tongues, it ain't hard to tell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel