This is a song about "Real things"

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Simple things yes but to me these things just seem obscene.

Let me rideuntil i get free

And i'll make things creamy

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

No gimmick: real time, real heart

They don't hear the bark

Chattering bring back other things

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Cause real niggas do real things

When you spill out hits

Cause real niggas do real things

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

That's why i'm so annoyed