This is a song about "The real luna"

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

The things that i can rap about that is real

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

You is not hip then i can not coach her

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real

Look , the come up is real

Your bra up over here

The real reason you don't get noticed in the real word is cause you copy me.

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I kill for the real it,

Or let the mob handle that