This is a song about "Realistic"

I'm opportunistic on lines like i'm just being realistic

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I'm realistic, why would i be kidding?

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

But let's be realistic i'm not flash

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Im realistic im ballistic so many words to describe my

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

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