This is a song about "True colours"

Seeing trippy colours people giving us weird looks

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

And if i do go you better come through

You were the friend that kept me true,

And all the while i think of you

Beautiful nightmares must come true

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

Straight bad bitches i run, through

And people call me a user, but i want you

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

I'm a killa it's true

I ain't tryna diss you

Win or lose red or blue we must all stay true

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Girl to bust out i thought you knew that's true