What's Real?

[Intro] Uh, look... [Verse 1] Two pages and a pen are my instruments Im tryna make it count down to every increment And if im heaven sent, then please send me back Cause im done with these groupies with spaghetti straps I'm tryna do somethin new, never experienced yet I'm taking down these fakes and this beer is next Cause im feeling it. done with concealing it I feel like im the richest and I haven't made a million yet Shit, my taxes revealed im fucking broke And that crowd last night said im just a joke I always wonder why god hasn't chosen me So I walk around make these niggas grab their rosaries I guess that you don't wanna hear how im too poor to eat Cause when you hear my lyrics you only think that im sorta neat The sheer thought only makes me noxious Cause you would listen more if I had mainstream topics Uh its just the truth I can't handle it, Tom Cruise If I rapped about ass i'd be in the top two Got my fist clinched 'till I got my both palms bruised Tryna get ahead so im tryna get this Nos used Im allergic to these fakes, achoo [Hook] Uh. uh-uh uh-uh x3 So with my hand in the air and this mic in my face Ima be specific in everything that I say So what's real? Uh, what's real? (yeah. What's real?) [Verse 2] Ima leave 'em faded but I don't need the clippers But bet I'm going hard like Griffin on these records And if you have an argument, think about who you are again Don't be a fool, no don't be a Cardigan I'm simply tryna ressurect what you killed I had a bucket list but now it's puked filled Cause this girl last night came up to the room A light drinker chuggin 'till she nearly turned maroon Now I gotta wake her up but I don't know her name And the friend that came with her left her in the sink And that only made me think how quick it is That a friend will fucking leave you, ain't that a bitch? So I keep my friends far, enemies further Mom always used to pray till her knees hurt her Now I understand what she tried to keep away So I'm just tryna get this bread, piece of cake [Hook] [Verse 3] You're going for the title but sorry I'm intervening it How you 'sposed to beat me when you're only intermediate? Take a second to think about it, let's share ideas Like how you fallin for fools with a Mask, Cameron Diaz Somewhere in my heart is where music mostly hit So I'm tryna be a roockie with a ring like Posey did And I'm getting there, well I'm striving to The crew got a hotel but I'm in this booth Reading off these two pages that I mentioned And my studio time just got extended Cuz I'm no vegetarian so tell me where the beef is Name every hater i'll take 'em down in a sequence Tell me how you raw when your lyrics are only decent? And if I told you to write now, you'd show weakness And if you have a problem then choke on this large penis Cause you don't really want war, so peace bitch So with my hand in the air and this mic in my face Ima be specific in every-fucking-thing that I say So what's real? Yeah What's real? What's real anymore?