This is a song about "Being true"

I'm coming home with you

Assuring lines were true

I do the right thing

For going on being

It's not and you know that it's true

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Everything i said was real you know, never had time for anything pose.

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

I'm a killa it's true

Girl i just love you

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Fuck being counterfeit

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

You were the friend that kept me true,

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit