This is a song about "Being true"

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

It's like we were not true

Raised by a momma who, who

Now i'm a world class act oh it's true,it's true

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

Love is gonna get you

You were the friend that kept me true,

No one like you

I wanna feel whats true

That's right this rap is real true

Cause when i make this stew

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater

Stir up all these feelings inside of her