This is a song about "Getting true bulling"

You were the friend that kept me true,

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

You were the friend that kept me true,

What preceded was the clue

Shits getting serious.

Hop off the bus

Shout out them strippers who hustle

He be the last true apostle

Doesn't matter if the score is true

Swear i'm trying to get through

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Assuring lines were true

It always lasts, forever true.

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

True nigga in the building getting paper under the ceiling,