This is a song about "Be true"

If your man can't keep up wit you

I think you'll see that's true

He be the last true apostle

So pretentious with no potential

So before you hit the skies, be true through your eyes

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

My dreams started coming true

My true form is denial and arrogance yet i seem to be wearing acceptance

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

When will my dreams come true

And real bitches don't respect you

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,