This is a song about "Being true"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

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

Beautiful nightmares must come true

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

Assuring lines were true

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

Living life all for you just aint true being white dosent change the word to the mike

I think you'll see that's true

Swear i'm trying to get through

I'm a still love you

When will my dreams come true

For going on being

Fuck it, im leaving

It's like we were not true

All i want is you