This is a song about "Email being true gorilla"

I'm a killa it's true

When you keep em right beside you

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

But being blatant bigots? calling that same reason true?

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

All i read is constant email on retail to resale the streets well

For going on being

Or the chick leaving

Streets is calling you

I wanna feel whats true

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

Want to let you know i love you

You were the friend that kept me true,