This is a song about "You can t see the real me"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Ll me but i'm still me, now you know the real me.

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Do you wish the real me? to see my reality?

They giving pounds and that before get the money

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

I know you see me now, you can hear the hunger

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

It kills me inside and i know you can see,

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday