welcome to real life

, yo, i seen shorty on the staircase, in front of an empty beer case, weird face, almost like it was "scared straight!", like he ain't have a care in life, wipin tears from his eyes, that already appeared to have been dried, we chopped it, said he was adopted, and there's a lot of shit he just tucks in his closet, real calm, said he'd always feel harm, and all he want to do is meet his real dad and real mom, all the nice home and clothes do is remind me, in all these years, they ain't even tried to find me, never mind love, i feel like they never liked me, if i thought there was a god, i would ask the nigga "why me?", but some things you better off havin never knew, maybe they wanted better for you than they could ever do, you got a family, i see that you don't care for them, but love gon' always be love, no matter where it's from, what if i said your moms couldn't give birth, contemplated leavin earth, 'til you brought her life worth, whatever you goin through, could always be much worse, don't make a mistake, mistakin your blessings for a curse, so, told dude you in the right place, right here, can't run to your corner when life don't wanna fight fair, things'll become quite clear, when you decide to wake up and stop havin fantasies about a nightmare, they don't see, who you are, they too busy posin, but the front won't go far, just thank god your fantasy ain't real - real life, you got everything but they got nothin, fantasy to real life, you got everything but they got nothin, yeah, you damn right she on her high horse, she say "don't worry 'bout hers nigga, ride yours", before you talk, clean your own backyard, souped up and sought after by the athletes and rap stars, developin a name, creepin to fame, she quick to trade her vagina for a seat at the game, and it's so foul, she don't see the shame, in the act or the fact that she view it as an equal exchange, but she stay with the newest on, louboutins, buyin groceries with coupons, sleepin on a futon, no self-esteem to cover her lack of confidence, she get on twitter, retweetin all the compliments, pretty face, nice strut with a nice butt, disguise of a slut, only tryin to get wifed up, but when it's party time, she won't be a second late, once she leaves v.i.p. it's back home to section 8, what confused me, is niggaz tried to kick it but she come across bougie, in her best, friend's jewelry, part-time mother, but somethin real shady when her, two year old daughter much closer to the babysitter, cry when she alone, product of a broke down home, won't change 'cause she already grown, already set in her ways, no need in tryin to help, so she'd rather find wealth before she can find herself, you can be what you want, but it's too much for ya to let go, ain't got to be somethin else, better off just bein yourself, ain't gonna get you far, when you gonna wake up and deal with the real life?, to real life, real quick, let me introduce y'all to maverick, lifetime addict, who recently kicked the habit, lookin for a job, companies won't let him have it, 'cause there's drug and gun charges up and down his whole jacket, constantly rejected, can't deal with the aggravation, so now he scared to be honest on the application, past caught up, 'cause every door shuts like "sorry we can't help ya", then it's back home to the shelter, nothin to lose, givin up like many other minions, pendin his trial in the court of public opinion, 'til he got a call from a temp agency, said they had a void, asked could he fill the vacancy?, unlike what he appears, been employee of the month for a year, self doubt is related to fear, and they'll never replace him, if ya gonna catch up with your dreams, gotta be willin to chase them, they don't see, who you are, they just see your posin, but the front won't go far, you can turn your fantasy to real - real life, you got everything but they got nothin, fantasy to real life, you got everything but they got nothin, nothin, nothin