This is a song about "On that real shit"

That shit is real crass, somebody drop the bass cuz i am about to kik there ass

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

I talk about real shit

With g's in my pocket

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

She got that good good

On that shaq shit, buick,

These streetz so corrupt so that threw me on some other shit

The next day you is everybody target

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Every line,that i ever spit,and have to re shit on that shit,

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Tried to convince myself that that shit wasn’t for real,

But once u make shit changes for real.....but on the real...im a take..dis moment,

No other way to describe the punks who got no aspirations other than getting drunk