This is a song about "Being true"

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

Old school , og , chicano sound/ / cruzin to the 602 , holdin it down bird city knows

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

I'm a killa it's true

I be stuck to you

I'm tryna learn somethin new

You were the friend that kept me true,

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

Now i'm a world class act oh it's true,it's true

Disguised as nice but true evil

As i light one for ill will

I wanna feel whats true

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

You were the friend that kept me true,

You good man, we don't want you