This is a song about "Real gangsta shit"

Real niggas know that i am the shit

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

But it's real shit comparing to yours, son.

And get on down with this thc vision

I got two whole tears in a bucket

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

Cause that muthafucker is the definition of gangsta

I talk about real shit

No car key and i mean that

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

I live in reality, rap some real shit

He turned into your everyday gangsta

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Real shit is wat i right

On that red-eyed kush flight