This is a song about "Truth spilla"

And the truth been in hiding

I got a big fear of flying

To tell you the motherfuckin' truth

When they hear me rocking the groove

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Sit back and ingest the truth//

Lady g, willy b in time

Sometimes the truth dont rhyme

But ay yo i'm just telling the truth

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I thought b'town was bad well here's the truth

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Fighting over the mythical truth

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth