This is a song about "This is reality"

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Bias reality my perception is my shield

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Im tired of this place even though its reality

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Because reality is a lot harder to contemplate,

This is reality, livin life unhappily, snap out of ya fantasy or else yull lose your sanity

But they didn't know this was the wrong streetbang bang, count another casualtybut it's a cop whose shop is brutality

Brain washed all reality is lost lines are crossed

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

Accepted this challenging reality willingly... i'm going into the unknown

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

And it spills somber laughter as reality is lost