This is a song about "Realest niggas in the city"

This the realest pain shit, dames and manes with discerning taste hit

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

In the city of angels no one is safe

The realest in the game, i'm bumpin' tupac in this bitch

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

I'm in the realest and ill -est putting my hearth and my soul

I grew up in nola city,

I'mma drop you off home quickly

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Then i woke up in a city, where the population match the death toll

Thuggin' till the day i die

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

Niggas in the street scared

Might as well get it off yo’ chest