This is a song about "Being true"

I think you'll see that's true

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

I call em up, they might fall through

I'm a killa it's true

Everything i said was real you know, never had time for anything pose.

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

You were the friend that kept me true,

It may be not the same for you

My dreams started coming true

Want to let you know i love you