This is a song about "The realist"

Cause u know that this my jam

The game plan, the game plan

Thinkin of the the dreams

I'm why baby mamas leave

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

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Here's the answer and the antidote:

To soho, baby milo so dope

One time for the girls with the right shoes

From the gutter to the roof

Im the best your the worst

I been all around the world

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

As the tao converted the thief