This is a song about "Tru dat"

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Now i focus on the things dat i want so bad,

This aint poker but im poppin dat ace

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

Your the type dat can never be replaced,

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Can't nobody fade meand i been goin' insane latelyand everybody tryin ta hold me back

I begin every good day by drainin whisky straight out the flask, daddy ask whats dat,

Screw dat, i gotta get even for my region, swallow the semen,

Beyond the extremities of every one and anyone