This is a song about "Real one"

A working genius, a work of art

No gimmick: real time, real heart

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

I hope this hurts you real deep ain't no one gonna hear another peep,

Hopin' when this bread get here

To see who's really really real.

‘cuz you always keep it real

But this real, fuck how you feel

Im a real one ,we don't need no nudes

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Cause real niggas do real things

They say he the key to my blessings

Cause real niggas do real things

Now, nigga, it’s the prince