This is a song about "Being true"

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Fuck being counterfeit

You were the friend that kept me true,

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

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

For going on being

I'm the sushi king

You were the friend that kept me true,

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Doesn't matter if the score is true

Would have came back for you

It's like we were not true