This is a song about "Making it reality"

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

Old me, always new me, changes, it ranges in insanity reality, me

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

And it spills somber laughter as reality is lost

Am i sick ?cause i'm addicted to get spliftedwatch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted

 this makes my reality twisted, it shouts out " hey look at this kid",

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

I wrote this shit just for fun til i noticed the reality of it

He was making it his life and i wasn't.

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

The bloodshed's reality, it runs thick, it's tragedy

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

You making it blatant you're tripping on layman's

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since