This is a song about "Reality aint no game"

Bitches think im lying but the rap game, aint no joke.

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

But otherwise their aint no redemptions.

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

No question that i dominate the game

Bitch there aint no fucking rules

With women with issues

So you no i aint tired

Red bottoms with the spike work

This shit aint for no business

But you hate them navel kisses

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming