After the 80’s (a.k.a The Crack Era), a lot of kids were lost and left on their own due to their parents either being dead, in jail, in the streets, or addicted to drugs. This forced them to grow up in intensely harsh conditions.

J.ReaL starts this record off by stating that it’s for the street niggas! From the Crips to the Bloods and even the Esses! Anyone with a tricked out whip, drugs to deal, a rag to rep, weed to puff, a pistol to toat, and knows all the words to “Ambitionz Az A Ridah” & “Who Shot Ya”! This is for you!

These days, there are a LOT of rappers who’s main focus is stunting and flashing money. This being said, J.ReaL feels that if that’s their main focus (opposed to focusing on the people who come from where they’re from and who buy their records), we should just stick these dudes up for all they’ve got!

“This is Toy Robot. And I approve this message.”

The hero of our story.

They (the oppressors) are afraid of the power that the people (being oppressed) actually hold. And because of this fact, they can’t stop what’s about to happen.

Due to his higher thinking, Toy Robot isn’t susceptible to the tricks being pulled by the powers that be.

Whether it be black leaders, politicians, religious leaders, Illuminati conspiracy theorists, or Twitter users, people can sometimes blindly follow “leaders”. J.ReaL Hip Hop is not one of those people.

Here, J.ReaL confuses the infectious plant Poison Ivy, with this guy.

Sleeping on J.ReaL’s “ether skills” is just like sleeping on Elm Street….

…it’s dangerous.