This is a song about "Rap about something real"

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

6 foot something, in his forties and real slim

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Get some real rhymes and actually come up with something,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Chances are, its probably real, something you can probably feel

This rap may have been short but you've been taught about real rap

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

And word i blew off herb i grew

But i know something about you.

That's right this rap is real true

Why we gotta argue

In rap terms he keeps it real

We blessed to be here

I ain't ever ask for nothing to make it right here

But i can't just walk away from something so real