This is a song about "Talk real"

But i'm not worried

Talk shit about the clique,

My all gold rolly or the

Talk shit, diarrhea

If you're not really here

Where real recognize real

Entertain yourself whilst i talk,

Fuck a tape, fuck your broad

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Real talk, yeah my rap is concentrated

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

I talk when i walk up, but i'm real with it

That cellphone that i bought

Said i wish we could just talk

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

(yeah remember the name young mc jk spitten real talk