This is a song about "Being true"

I'm a killa it's true

Life's tryin to lap you

My dreams started coming true

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

I can do better without you

You were the friend that kept me true,

When will my dreams come true

I'm a still love you

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

But being blatant bigots? calling that same reason true?

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

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

I wanna feel whats true

No one like you

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

Then i gotta say peace to you