This is a song about "Being true"

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

And i've been thinking bout you

You were the friend that kept me true,

Money ain't a thing

For going on being

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

But being blatant bigots? calling that same reason true?

And all the shit you went through

It's like we were not true

Ima stay real and stay true

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

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

N we gone keep this shit row these niggas know how i go i do this shit for my folks

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Fuck being counterfeit