This is a song about "Real nigga shit"

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

You don't mean that, you faggot

I talk about real shit

Lets spit some real shit, ugh,

I love you though i'll still fuck

Real niggas get real shit

It shows i know a bit

Respect still there but ya boy's right here

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Real nigguhs ain't scared of shit real nigguhs take care of shit

Educate yourselves, of africa

Ask me for advice to become a real nigga

Honesty's crucial, lets get real with this shit

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that