This is a song about "Being true"

Doesn't matter if the score is true

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

And word i blew off herb i grew

When will my dreams come true

You were the friend that kept me true,

Swear i'm trying to get through

Get off a key like i can’t sing

For going on being

Knowing that i need you

I wanna feel whats true

Lady at the frank stand will

Disguised as nice but true evil

I think you'll see that's true

I can do better without you

That means two, between me and you

I'm a killa it's true