This is a song about "You want a real man"

I want this shit forever, man

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

But if you aint real man

So part of the plan

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

And you approached her as a married man

You tryna be real?that's a poor show

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

A part of me wishes that you were never real,

I ain't ever ask for nothing to make it right here

Is this the sort of man you want to be?

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money