Reality, Pt. 2

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

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## Reality, Pt. 2

### Album

Cum Cake

**Reality, Pt. 2** is a spoken-word poem by Chicago-rapper cupcakKe, featured on her debut mixtape, *Cum Cake*.

## Background

The second part of the Reality series, *Reality, Pt. 2* is a spoken-word poem that further expands on cupcakKe's past, focusing on topics such as her faith, her troublesome relationship with her father, double standards she experiences as a black woman, and her experiences growing up in poverty.

## Composition

The track is a freestyle spoken-word rap song.

## Lyrics

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

Yeah, so I'm back for a part two and I just wanna say
Please do not fucking judge me or matter fact

Fuck you if you judge me I think that's better

So listen, I say people barely eating so I thank God for this bite

No light food or gas but yeah I thank God for them nights

I always knew wrong from right but I never chose the right

Cause God gave my father all the good shit up in life

Cause man that n\*gga never helped my mama with shit

Wanted a boy but got a girl so told my mama "kick bricks"

But speaking of bricks I wish I had a fucking brick to bust this n\*gga head until he dead for treating me like shit

But that ain't the case the case is why I chase

I chase my father down wondering why I'm such a disgrace

Man that's crazy and all these n\*ggas tryna fuck

And girls like jell as fuck cause he took me out to dinner and spent a couple of bucks

But I could give a fuck about a n\*gga and his bucks

Don't need no drug dealer come talk to me in a tux

One week later want a quickie hold up n\*gga whats the rush?

N\*ggas want a stupid bitch to walk over and keep it hush

Well I ain't that bitch

So next topic, people getting toxic

I try to stay up in the house like a motherfucking hostage

Cause I don't want no drama grew up just wanting commas

Counting a hundred pennies tryna get a dollar burger for my mama

But the grind stayed strong mama ain't on her own

I plan to take us from the hood to a made haven throne

See mama all I got brothers don't give a crap

If I got shot up on the block they'd probably raise they hands and clap

Cause they think I'm real sluttish cause I do not dress thuggish

I wear that tight shit to keep these bitches mean mugging

So my bros think I'm a hoe fuck for money on the low

When 9 out of 10 a n\*gga wanna fuck it's "no"

I got standards wanted to be a dancer , 13 years old praying for people who got cancer

But they don't see that shit but in my spirit I'm rich

Ladies time to walk away from n\*ggas who calling you a bitch

Cause we deserve the best I put that on my chest

So worried where he been at its leaving you with no rest

It's just a bunch of stress

But it's time for a change not booksmart but got brain

To tell my story once again part three full of pain

Coming soon
## Trivia

* Since *Reality* is not available on streaming services, *Reality, Pt. 2* is the first part of the Reality series to be available on streaming services.