This is a song about "You better tell who the real one"

I mean who the fuck is you to tell me what to do,

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

You trying real hard to appeal to someone

You better keep counting them one by one

"haha, i tell you what you what's real"

Took me mighty long to get here

If i tell you to do something, you better be compliant,

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

The real influence to everybody who rhymes

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

You tell me i'm sweet, but you're the one who started.

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Cause you the only one who can retrieve it

And i’m talkin, passenger action

Ask, real rick ross he tell you i gets it in