This is a song about "Being true"

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

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

You were the friend that kept me true,

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Doesn't matter if the score is true

And no nigga gon love you

I think you'll see that's true

Assuring lines were true

And i've been thinking bout you

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

My dreams started coming true

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

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