This is a song about "Being true"

Doesn't matter if the score is true

You know i’m better off without you

You were the friend that kept me true,

And word i blew off herb i grew

I'm a killa it's true

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

You were the friend that kept me true,

Want to let you know i love you

Ima stay real and stay true

Now i gotta exit after you

I just wanted to be at peace with you

It always lasts, forever true.

Disguised as nice but true evil

As i light one for ill will

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

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit