This is a song about "Being true"

Let my angel sing

For going on being

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

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

And while you doin you

You were the friend that kept me true,

I'm a killa it's true

Wanna spend it all on you

M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater

And that i spent the night with her

I wanna feel whats true

Raised by a momma who, who

The boa know they loving the crew

Its only game plus none of thats true

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

But being blatant bigots? calling that same reason true?