This is a song about "Really nigha"

Really your so stupid

Turn up that music

By god, slow grind

But i really don't mind

Nobody knows alone i really am

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

Got my foot on the gas

But i really needed to pass

Thinking it's work and really,

Lets come up to my city

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Cuz none of it really matters

These hoes really feeling it

I put some cash in ya pocket