This is a song about "True geniuses"

My dreams started coming true

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Its only game plus none of thats true

Assuring lines were true

Shawty can i taste you

It always lasts, forever true.

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Ima stay real and stay true

I can't ever change without you

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

While i'm wearing true religion

M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater

Well, maybe not forever

Only fucking geniuses drowning

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running