This is a song about "True niggahs"

You good man, we don't want you

Assuring lines were true

You reflect me, i love that about you

Its only game plus none of thats true

When will my dreams come true

It's really not an issue

You were the friend that kept me true,

I'm after you bringing traffic through

I wanna feel whats true

It may be not the same for you

Im hurting so bad you niggahs must be blind

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Wanted another niggahs like a first draft pick