This is a song about "True nigga s"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

True nigga in the building getting paper under the ceiling,

When you keep em right beside you

I'm a killa it's true

When will my dreams come true

I'm coming home with you

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get