This is a song about "The realist"

From the gutter to the roof

When they hear me rocking the groove

Cause after all the lights and screams

Thinkin of the the dreams

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

The realist in the game

My buzz is like cocaine

That's why i shine like i does

Where the fuck the chorus

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Here's the answer and the antidote: