This is a song about "Realistic"

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Sadistic boy be realistic i hope these lyrics get under your

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

Im realistic im ballistic so many words to describe my

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

But let's be realistic i'm not flash

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

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

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit