This is a song about "Real mafrid"

We'll be friends forever it'll really be real

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

I ain't bullshittin', i am chris barch here

Your bra up over here

‘cuz you always keep it real

Ghost in the hook so real

And still a nigga made it here

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

I got to make sure that i can play here

Believe me because this is real.

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Cause real niggas do real things