This is a song about "True detective"

You were the friend that kept me true,

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

I bet that mirror gon show you

Ima stay real and stay true

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Suited up head to toe in detective uniforms

It's like we were not true

All i want is you

When will my dreams come true

And word i blew off herb i grew

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

I'm tryna learn somethin new

I wanna investigate it like a detective,

And i'll be rich if i get another diss