This is a song about "Being true"

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

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

When will my dreams come true

Why we gotta argue

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater

And real bitches don't respect you

It always lasts, forever true.

But being blatant bigots? calling that same reason true?

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Eyes and pupils dot the i's so crucial true to being frugal loose as loopholes

When my name is spoke, can't you see through these lines and rhymes i wrote in my notes

We don't believe you, you need more people

Disguised as nice but true evil