This is a song about "Being true"

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

You were the friend that kept me true,

And i've been thinking bout you

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

It's like we were not true

If your man can't keep up wit you

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

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

Would have came back for you

My dreams started coming true

Ima stay real and stay true

Streets is calling you

Fuck being counterfeit

So get up off that slave ship

Never wrong at any level

Disguised as nice but true evil