This is a song about "Being true gorilla"

I bet that mirror gon show you

You were the friend that kept me true,

I think you'll see that's true

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

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

When my name is spoke, can't you see through these lines and rhymes i wrote in my notes

Doesn't matter if the score is true

I ain't tryna diss you

This nation's peace sent here to run you

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

Never wrong at any level

Disguised as nice but true evil

You good man, we don't want you

When will my dreams come true