This is a song about "Being true"

When i get to warwick avenue

You were the friend that kept me true,

Fuck being counterfeit

So drop the slam and let's get sick

When you keep em right beside you

Beautiful nightmares must come true

Now i gotta exit after you

You were the friend that kept me true,

What preceded was the clue

Doesn't matter if the score is true

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

Its only game plus none of thats true

I wanna feel whats true

Wolf gang, triple six crew

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

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride