This is a song about "Real people"

To see who's really really real.

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Where real recognize real

She said my love is outta here

Them people weak them people weak

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Real niggas get real shit

I know what you do with that

I dont really shakespeare

Ghost in the hook so real

I wanna feel what's real.

To what we doing here

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Killing till they're real rap people at the top instead manic flops

Even if it's not real,

Hopin' when this bread get here