This is a song about "True or flase"

We're we really true or was it just dream

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

No disrespect, but motherfuck you

You were the friend that kept me true,

Man, girl thank you

Assuring lines were true

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Doesn't matter if the score is true

Life's tryin to lap you

I think you'll see that's true

To stay true to the crew

No soup for you

And all the while i think of you

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

Or should i say meating, nah that would be cheating, but it is true

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue