This is a song about "Proof"

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Gettin respect and respect, do u need proof?

Cindy is still looking for some proof

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Don’t believe me? look at l, pac, big, and proof,

Dnt believe me, just wait for the proof,

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Walks in a bar weapon suppressed, bullet proof vest

The cracked up mirrors in your house show proof

Girls say everything that i write smooth

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Even met lil wayne there, proof? that nigga aint scared

I stand up and give a salute to carruth cause he's living proof

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth