This is a song about "The real woman"

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Cuz you were the only woman i truly adored,

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Look , the come up is real

Quietly becoming a top tier

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

We blessed to be here

Ghosts in the hook so damn real

He is the real influence to hobbs

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

Into half of the woman that she used to be yesterday.

It's all good, finna dog that

I kill for the real it,