This is a song about "Real shit"

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

I got to make sure that i can play here

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

We're just popping pills yea that real shit

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I don't spit nothing but 100% real shit.

I'm being real, this ain't no "pretend" shit

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Honesty's crucial, lets get real with this shit

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Tried to convince myself that that shit wasn’t for real,

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal