This is a song about "Just trust"

I recommend you trust no one.

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

If you feel it, it must be real just

What's in line, man? who to trust?!

You're uncool like my mother kin

Trust me it aint nothin

Had i not been exposed to these things

Always trust the injustice

Amen, thats what i trust

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

What up girl, tell me how you been

Trust me it aint nothin

Smoked a bakers dozen i just don't trust them

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

I faced up to time, sold half my trust

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and