This is a song about "Realistic"

But let's be realistic i'm not flash

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

Im realistic im ballistic so many words to describe my

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

I'm realistic, why would i be kidding?

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit