This is a song about "Real or fake"

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

And i don't write the fake i just write what i think is real

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

We can improve lives or choose to just fake and sure,

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Or a fake like you out of the blue i'm throwing a mackaveli like you off the empire

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

When their hits are lame, fake as plaster walls, no heft or weight

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

Fake scenarios i would often create or were they real?

Don't gotta give in, or even fake it

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit