This is a song about "Being true"

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

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

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Fuck being counterfeit

Foolish, i be on that new shit

What preceded was the clue

It's like we were not true

You were the friend that kept me true,

Shawty can i taste you

Disguised as nice but true evil

Lady at the frank stand will

I wanna be next to you

I'm a killa it's true

Assuring lines were true

I can do better without you