This is a song about "Truth of inspriration"

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

The truth of my blood line is unknown

But to tell you the truth both of those are hard to do,

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

To tell you the motherfuckin' truth

But cant uncover the truth

Yeah, look here i pay dues

High as shit, i’m in a booth

But ay yo i'm just telling the truth

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Im tellin the honest truth

Lemme tell you the truth

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

But the truth of the matter is,