This is a song about "Raspberry reality"

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Listen to me. open you eyes to reality.

Must be something you want me to see

Where are you its not reality

From all this tea cause in reality

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Media turned justice into reality tv,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

If you ain't about money

But that's reality.

Or a peek into reality

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

But instead of sexuality, it's accepting reality.