This is a song about "Realist nigga"

Who knows what the

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

This ain't a trick bitch cause i'm the realist there is, to ever fuckin exist

That's why the nigga give lines so good nigga

Our history that they stole, africa

Cant fuck wit a broke nigga or a snitch nigga

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

The realist in the game

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

Is written in our souls, africa

Umm made her ribs snap nigga,

The science and the art, africa

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

My all gold rolly or the