This is a song about "Bieng true"

Its only game plus none of thats true

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

My dreams started coming true

I was twelve when the gunned you

I think you'll see that's true

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

I'm just rapping my true voice

All lying ass defensive ass boys

That's right this rap is real true

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

He be the last true apostle

As i light one for ill will

I'll tell you baby that we're through

You were the friend that kept me true,