This is a song about "Real bitch"

You, you, you have to pay for that

Real niggas get real shit

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

My rhyme flows, i got a hoe i just need is a real bitch like manti teo

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

And show that bitch what real sparks look like

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

Me and you i think we should ride

And show that bitch what real sparks look like

Hopin' when this bread get here

Ghost in the hook so real

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Fucking the real bitch, rhianna? beyonce? am i gay, fucking eminem?