This is a song about "Truth spilla"

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

We're most powerful crew,we fighting for truth

Take my moms, move away

The truth but thats the way

It's the truth but who decides

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Those who runnin won't tell you the truth,

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Fighting over the mythical truth

You messin wit da truth,

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

That's the window into the sky

The truth i will only buy,

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

For we are awakening and learning the truth"