This is a song about "Realist nigga"

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Your shit is whack, nigga

Than the realest hipster, and i'm a realist who knows i'll never be an a-lister.

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

Is written in our souls, africa

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

The realist in the game

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Our nation have to bow, africa

You think that he frontin nigga?

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Today ima choose to be the realist, i'm a realist, fearless,

Who knows what the

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Our children must be taught, of africa