This is a song about "The realist"

The bigger the the fun

For those whey no fit dey fix son

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Here's the answer and the antidote:

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Saw the bombs on the news

Duck duck, say goose

Today ima choose to be the realist, i'm a realist, fearless,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

The realist in the game

All we need is convienient love

Where the fuck the chorus

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.