This is a song about "Being true"

Its only game plus none of thats true

And all the shit you went through

When will my dreams come true

Not to shit on you

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

You were the friend that kept me true,

I’m being sarcastic,

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

I'm a killa it's true

No one like you

Lady at the frank stand will

Disguised as nice but true evil

M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet