This is a song about "True ballet"

It's not and you know that it's true

Then i gotta say peace to you

My dreams started coming true

Girl i just love you

Lady at the frank stand will

Disguised as nice but true evil

He be the last true apostle

So pretentious with no potential

I wanna feel whats true

Straight bad bitches i run, through

It's like we were not true

I was twelve when the gunned you

It im being too nice what you gotta say you missed your ballet practice

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

Now i'm a world class act oh it's true,it's true