This is a song about "Email being true gorilla"

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

Ima stay real and stay true

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

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

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

It's like we were not true

I wanna be next to you

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Man, girl thank you

When will my dreams come true

Watching for the cops that's moving through

It always lasts, forever true.

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

You were the friend that kept me true,