This is a song about "Being true"

Love is gonna get you

It's like we were not true

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

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

Why we gotta argue

You were the friend that kept me true,

Ima stay real and stay true

Teenage parties, i recommend you

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

You were the friend that kept me true,

My dreams started coming true

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

Figure this out, the king of the south, i'm poppin' bones from shotgun homes,

Eyes and pupils dot the i's so crucial true to being frugal loose as loopholes

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

But being blatant bigots? calling that same reason true?