This is a song about "True belivers"

When i get to warwick avenue

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

Straight bad bitches i run, through

That's right this rap is real true

And all the while i think of you

You were the friend that kept me true,

Doesn't matter if the score is true

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Niggas that guided me through

It's like we were not true

I'm just rapping my true voice

They meet them rich boys