This is a song about "Real rap"

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Its the real poke' rap poke a hundred fuckin rats

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

A real rap disaster, if you really wanna battle me

That's right this rap is real true

Would have came back for you

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

You slackers don't know the meaning of real rap/

If you're not really here

In rap terms he keeps it real

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

This rap may have been short but you've been taught about real rap

I don't make rap i'm just spitting the real facts

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

In rap terms he keeps it real

But this real, fuck how you feel