J.ReaL loves Hip-Hop (it’s his last name for Christ’s sakes). And he is so much a student of Hip-Hop, that he believes he’s a graduate with honors!

Before he believes it’s anyone trying to write a Rap record, he’d take a long and hard look at the world’s spiritual leaders. The Catholic church maybe?

Here Hip Hop explains that it’s not that he doesn’t believe secret societies exist, it’s just that he doubts it involves anyone of African-American descent.

In recent years, people have been spreading the ridiculous rumors about Hip-Hop artists being involved in the secretive (and very fictional), Illuminati. Here, J.ReaL is saying that most of the people saying this, are ironically enough, the only people listening to the radio.

He’s saying that, unlike most other black people, he’s not that excited about the fact that we have a black president because that’s not who he feels represents who he is. He’d much rather be represented by his spirituality rather than his political views.

Obama: 0 | God: 1,451,439,518,326,413,069,813,205,981,245…..

He doesn’t follow black leaders and he doesn’t trust politicians very much. So I’m assuming he’d definitely not like a combination of the two.

A detailed pun simply saying that since we were put in a bad position, we’re going to find a way to make ourselves successful. Since we weren’t bred to be winners, we’re going to resort to cheating by sneaking into the stadium post-game and rigging the score board in our favor. Refugee style.

Continuing, he explains that since he is NOT on a major label, he will continue representing for his people. All including drunken loiterers at your local gas stop, hookers, strippers, broke ghetto kids and even the drug dealing brothers just trying to come up.

Doubling as a play on the words “in her scope” used in the last line, here J.ReaL is saying that if he was signed he wouldn’t be able to speak as freely on this particular subject. And even if he was, he wouldn’t have much of a need to because he’d be pretty well-off.

Here, Toy Robot is personifying the streets ( like a lot of artists before him ) by saying that “we”, as in the lower half of society, are stuck directly in her throat. And somehow, we’re simultaneously directly in her sights. Hmmmm, I wonder if this means The Streets is in the mirror after a night of drinking wondering how her throat got so swollen.