This is a song about "Realistic"

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Im realistic im ballistic so many words to describe my

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Sadistic boy be realistic i hope these lyrics get under your

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

I'm realistic, why would i be kidding?

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit