This is a song about "Being true"

M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Beautiful nightmares must come true

I just wanted to be at peace with you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

You were the friend that kept me true,

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Doesn't matter if the score is true

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

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

Assuring lines were true

We believed in you

When will my dreams come true

I be stuck to you

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

For a brick or two, really put an end to you