This is a song about "The real relax"

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

Been locked up eight years on the real

Relax my mind smoking a joint

Seen the how-to video now he on point

Take it to the maximum, i can't relax see, i'm

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Just gonna kick it and relax

And still a nigga made it here

Ghosts in the hook so damn real

Just get high until the kids get home from school holmes, relax

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Girl, you got me in a trance

Just grab a jack, and relax

I'm in the the real world

But i murder him first