This is a song about "Real maple syrup"

Cause real niggas do real things

When you spill out hits

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Go to europe and put neurofens in my syrup and stirred em

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

To see who's really really real.

No gimmick: real time, real heart

And by the way i'mma start

I wanna feel what's real.

You guys are still here

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out

I like my weed real loud real loud