This is a song about "The truth about nwa"

Why hear a commentary about the truth and its evil roots?

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

Instead i'm here with kid to spit the truth and talk about it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

But check out how i roll mine

Sometimes the truth dont rhyme

If you ganna rap right say the truth

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

I only be telling the truth

Its cold as shit in this booth

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

I rap about the truth and nothing but the truth

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Lemme tell you the truth