This is a song about "True religion jeans and some jordans"

It hurts when you break your trust, sad and true

I ain't dissin' you dog, i'm dismissin' you

You way afraid, and your religion founded the kkk,

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Or some treatment in religion

Ima stay real and stay true

I wanna get with you

But still i'll probably be judged for not ownin' some jordans,

Got a new deal bitch and this is just a warning performance

A religion and beliefs, a menace to defeat,

If i ever bleed dmv you can hear it when i speak

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Little more weed, first class seats

Cant you see the true religion jeans