This is a song about "Being true"

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

My dreams started coming true

All i want is you

You're my reflection and all i see is you

Its only game plus none of thats true

But being blatant bigots? calling that same reason true?

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

Doesn't matter if the score is true

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

When you keep em right beside you

When will my dreams come true

Vsu don't regret you

It's like we were not true

I bet that mirror gon show you

I'm a killa it's true