Reality

*Reality is a 4 part series. This page is about part 1 of the series, check out Reality, Pt. 2, Reality, Pt. 3, and Reality, Pt. 4 to complete the series.*

> ***"I think everything that played a part in my life growing up is in my music. Being homeless, living in shelters, dealing with older men that hit on me… all that is in the music. The world should know this."***
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## Reality

### Released

March 10th, 2014

**Reality** is a spoken-word poem by Chicago-rapper cupcakKe.

## Background

Released in 2014, this is the first part of “Reality” (now 4 parts).

“Reality” is a freestyle rap about the struggles cupcakKe faces being a black woman.

She stated “I think everything that played a part in my life growing up is in my music. Being homeless, living in shelters, dealing with older men that hit on me… all that is in the music. The world should know this.”

## Composition

The track is a freestyle spoken-word rap song.

## Lyrics

***Read the song lyrics with annotations on Genius !***

Alight yall so don't judge me cause I'm finna dope dealer this shit...
Sometime I feel like nobody's never here

Wondering should I love or wondering should I fear

I got a dream like Dr.King and Kendrick

Kendrick Lamar man the best n\*gga up in it

See I been homeless for some years no family would take us in

Bouncing through hella shelters wishing everything would end

Mama like Lord Jesus please just help us

But in reality he was the only one who helped us

I'm only 16 giving my pussy up already maybe cause I got a fucking deadbeat daddy

Some days I'm coming home with shit to eat

It's like everybody sitting on the bus but I ain't got a seat

I was a shampoo girl but my boss kept fucking with me

So I quit but now I wish I stayed and let her kept fucking with me

Cause it wasn't no income coming in Dad you a pastor

But not taking care of yo kids it's a fucking sin

Sometimes I want the fast money like a prostitute

But them diseases they don't come optional

I try to keep my secrets in like in a box or two

But I'm a leave fucking for money to a prostitute

Not to disappoint anybody but I hate school

Them bitches hate on me and thought that I was never cool

So I'm a keep cool cause I could get rude

But I'm a move on and try to keep my ass in school

See growing up as a teen nobody liked me

Cause I'm that pretty bitch so everybody wanna fight me

I asked a n\*gga like "can you get my hair done"

He said "when you let me fuck I could get yo hair done"

And I said "close the book that's the end" never will I ask again

A helpless ass n\*gga for a quick money loan to lend

But them the struggles I even tried to hustle

Playing tough without the muscle selling 8 balls into doubles

But they say it's nothing like coming home

So I came home and thought about my reality

I said I thought about my reality

One mo' time I said I thought about my reality

And wrote this song, PS
## Music Video

The only music video of this song is of cupcakKe reciting the lyrics in a recording studio.

## Trivia

* In the song "Scraps", cupcakKe says "I'm only at peace when I'm in a booth", referring to a recording studio, which is where the music video for this song took place in.