This is a song about "Truly"

But truly i'm spooky, and truly your puny,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors.

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Spittin cold lines, my dope mind's truly thinkin,

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

I always tell them i am not talented, but truly blessed.

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

When truly we're divided by our wealth, those lying snakes,

An im deep up in my music truly just pursuing my dream,

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Chillin' with homies and family

But that would truly offend me.

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

And y'all kind of talk about but they're truly silent rhymes,