This is a song about "Reality mob"

So hold back ya tears

I'm a mob by myself/

To reality and to the facts

Know it good when she go no hands

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Listen to me. open you eyes to reality.

We in the mob im the don,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Hold up call it prime time, hold up i'm a mob bomb.

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

Reality is settling in