This is a song about "The difference between real and fake"

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

And it's time to make a real native separation from the fake friends

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Between the battle starting, and me leaving the whole place

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Its the difference between wise men and wise guys

In my bread and peanut butter you're the jelly in between

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

My densest frees are condensed in this verse for the better or worse

You wanna know the difference between me and other underground rappers?

Wishing that god would leave the fake me and take the real me.

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Thats the main difference between you and me,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Uhh, look at me and look at yourself and see the difference