This is a song about "Thats real"

Cause real niggas do real things

I only got four minutes

Fuck is you doing here

Dope phonics, them niggas real

Educate yourselves, of africa

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

If i dont trust it i disobey, thats how you separate the real from the fake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Wish i could shed all these tears

Thats presidential rolex.

No gimmick: real time, real heart

You shook my world and it felt apart

Like a small garage in your backyard

No gimmick: real time, real heart

But thats hard when its your soul thats constantly tortured

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb