This is a song about "True words spoken"

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Shun guns n' they toking, little was spoken, smoking, thanking whoever brought the toke in

But the flow so cold the mic froze after i've spoken

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

I am forbidden to speak about what i was spoken

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

With the beat as he spills like his poetry is spoken,

Now i gotta exit after you

Ima stay real and stay true

If your man can't keep up wit you

When will my dreams come true

I'm a killa it's true

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

It always lasts, forever true.

This nation's peace sent here to run you