This is a song about "Being true"

I think you'll see that's true

Would have came back for you

I'm stuck with that

Fuck being counterfeit

Raised by a momma who, who

Assuring lines were true

I'm a killa it's true

Hey now got a thing for you

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

You were the friend that kept me true,

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Its only game plus none of thats true

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

When will my dreams come true

I bet that mirror gon show you