This is a song about "Real and trill"

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Fuck the rest, we keep it nice and trill, southern takeover

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real

Never forget your roots and spit the real truth and

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

With a brick, and ill be real quick.

I'm gon remember her, but still

You mad with me cause i stay trill

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

I keep it trill like mister hudson.

Im just an average white kid, nah i aint (freaking) trill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will