This is a song about "Real nigga freestyle no curse words"

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless

No gimmick: real time, real heart

I know my calling's worth like phone card

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Smoke reefer with ya,hippy teacher nigga, no evil nigga

I spit these words to try and reverse the curse of our universe

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

You know you messing with a real nigga.

They infiltrate our homes, africa

No gimmick: real time, real heart

For the most part those blocks get bogart

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

No receipt nigga i got that

No one knew the real me

And losin all his money