This is a song about "Being true"

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

Living life all for you just aint true being white dosent change the word to the mike

Straight g thing, double m g thing

For going on being

Now i'm a world class act oh it's true,it's true

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

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

Raised by a momma who, who

Doesn't matter if the score is true

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

You were the friend that kept me true,

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Ima stay real and stay true

Fuck being counterfeit

When they feel safe on some bitch shit