This is a song about "Real people fake people"

Tired of people saying, "i don't give a fuck, i'm real"

Dubai, i been there -- but fuck that, we in here

That people can't find real words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Dont we have enough death , people

This is the root of all evil

Cause i'm leaving people

As i light one for ill will

I know some people call me real as hell, but i don't think you can clearly tell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

No whats real is having people talking through lies and deceit

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

I got fake people, chomping down.

I drive that all around