Real talk

A Poem by ~ tides ~

Every other day it's the same old s**t
Listening to n****s bragging and talking s**t about how they can spit
Showing alternate faces telling you how this one and that one is on their dick
Bored with the simplistic conversations about yet another chick
But when they realize you have nothing of substance to offer they turn and run quick
Then what... you move onto the next trick?

Plenty of these so called "Real N****s" claim to be about what's real
When the majority of them can't support themselves or even pay for their own meals
Got these clown a*s "n****s" sitting around waiting on record deals
When you hit 25... 30... then 40 with no deal how you gonna feel?

Respect to my realistic brothas that know about what's real
Props to you if you understand what it means to struggle
Get up every day and be all about your hustle
Working hard to get your paper right
While always keeping your goals in sight
When s**t gets rough you still manage to persevere
Maintain even in the midst of doubt and fear

This is that real talk for my real brothas and the real n****s
If you're not about your bi then you ain't about nothing
Iced out but living at home with moms just shows you frontin
No wait here's the best one... got a bmw, a lex, or a benz?
Yet still got that s**t parked outside a project to show off to your friends
What kinda life you living?
Are you kidding?

It's all good to talk s**t and claim to spit that real talk
Just make sure you follow up with that real walk.