This is a song about "Wondering for the truth"

No time for make up and no time for truth

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

We're most powerful crew,we fighting for truth

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

That farrakhan hakeem olajuwon qaddafi rap

Huddling mumbling wondering where the drugs at

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

I'm sick of floatin' around the house wondering

The truth is that the future for our youth is not a brighter time,

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

But cant uncover the truth

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Why deny a lie when you die for telling where the truth lies.

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Yo, the truth is, you're useless, i leave you toothless for sayin' you're ruthless, shit/