What's Real?

And we know that this love could only be real

Dru hyphen, M Bison
Out in the hills, just me and the lichen
85 Tyson, no need for the hype man
They quick to forget I get busy writing
Gained a little weight still fast as lightning
Dad bod look out, catch me at the cookout
Undefeated in the bubble, I took the Devin Book route
I like them rough and rugged but mainly (real)

I was feeling burnt out washed up
Depreciated, Dodge truck
Tried to get in shape couldn't cut out the Pasta
Damn Dad cooking Pizza Again? (Pizza Again?)
Chasing the bag had me leaving again
I was in need of a win, stealing therapy from each of my friends
Praying one day I'd start feeling again
We need to start healing again
Too picky, nothing's appealing to him
Sheazy what's Real?
Overcoming is only half of what it takes
The other half is being strong enough to dream while you're awake
What's real?
We gotta stop giving attention to the flakes
You'll never receive recognition from the ones spreading hate
What's real?
The fact that I'm drawing a line
Ain't no friends of dead beats in this circle of mine
What you talking about?

They say I'm keeping you away with so much conviction
What about you making every excuse to not come get them?
That ain't (real)
You ain't real
So you resort to bashing
When you chose to cheat on an Athabaskan
You made them choose and missed the growth
Are you lacking a soul because you lost all your glow
I guess sometimes you reap what you sow
Word to Yeezy Dru-Peezy never trust a woah
That Bitch ain't (real)

So what if I take my L's in silence like Salmon
Maybe instead focus on the child you abandoned
Or else just, Be happy with Nathanial
Out at the bars looking so damn ran through
Some shit I can't handle, used to run it like a vandal
Now every conversation ends with an I can't stand you
Why can't you be, happy with Geezer
Lately I've been preserving my heart like a freezer
You not a fan of me? I'm not a fan of fans
Around here we only hit the woah when we
Bam la bam
Woah Black Betty, nah
Black Betty was the whip that they cracked on the slave
For my people represent until I'm in the grave
Used to open the bottle throw the cap no chaser
While watching my boy Stuckey go from a Piston to a Pacer
Had to refocus my chi, playoff Bron with the stank face
Got you listening right now with a blank face
Your girl Robin bobbin her head at a great pace
Shout out to Tay Tay

Can't be living off the medicine
They jealous of our better skin
Look at the poison that they fed us with
Tried to dead us, chasing lettuce
Talking red cups, lifted bed trucks
Never met us but they question why we fed up
Halloween playing dress up, disrespecting Culture
So I drink an Oly Pop for the Culture
Quick to judge our own Culture
We should be standing together against the Vultures
I mean we took a stand against Covid but let rapists roam free
Too many missing murdered Indigenous to not check your homie
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Apologies for the goon in me
Red hand across the face, solidarity
Dissecting Systemic Oppression, pay disparity
Why do we, outsource the jobs instead of promoting from within
Why are we so damn, acquiescent to their whims
Without change we ain't never gonna win

RIP to all the Missing Murdered Indigenous Woman
No more stolen sisters
Sonya Ivanoff, Ashley Barr, Kristen Huntington