This is a song about "Young the realest"

Cuz the young nigga just backed the track

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

I'm in the realest and ill -est putting my hearth and my soul

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

N schooled by killers i got my mathmatic skills frum the realest dope dealers...

Young chino i go hard in the paint

Look, just remember how that winning taste

Now concentrate until you get the juice

A young wack herald, speaking the truth

Than the realest hipster, and i'm a realist who knows i'll never be an a-lister.

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

The resilient attitude of a young ones brain

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

I'm the realest offender, kill this with fenders, thentake bills from you vendors

I know my shit better anyone on this damn earth, curse this place, it's worse