Real me Do you know what it’s like to be me? No you don’t! you don’t know what it’s like to be me to be made fun of every little thing, I can’t do shit without feeling the sting without that heavy right hand verbal swing, since day one I had people in my ear telling me I would be nothing, every time I thought I had a real friend turns out it was just another hater fronting, I’ll expose all my enemies taunting don’t be mad when the situation placed in front of you seems daunting, all of this I ain’t wanting let me prove you wrong and show you I ain’t just talking, go against me you best turn around and keep on walking