This Is Real Songtext

I was smoking stacks
In your beater, in the back
We were pushing past
Put the heater to the max

It goes batter, batter, batter, batter
I'll do anything to make it better
Bent too far and rusted through the center

If you're not real
Then I'm not real
If you're not real
Then I'm not real
If you're not real

I wanted to believe
You're sitting next to me
Like I could be the moon
Like I could be the moon
Like I could be the moon Like I could be the moon

Book me for a show
I'll put a Glock down
New York City babies
Wanna talk down
Am I caught up in it
When I pop out
Ain't no reason why
I'd wanna stop now

I got my anger off my chest but
We'll never be the same again
I got my anger off my chest but
We'll never be the same again