This is a song about "Keeping up with reality"

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Yeah, try keeping up with that, drake/

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

There won't be no problem keeping up with zeek,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

To keeping up with the same pace lookin', boy

Blinding me and keeping me up, no nights to sleep, for success is waiting

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Rappers please step forward

Keeping me uninspired

Bitch i'm dope but my pipe is so yellow

Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Reality of my life rise on the east with stars i align