This is a song about "A lying man"

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Still the man with the pan

If he got half a man,

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Once i saw a blind man

And everyday that passes it seems i'm lying in a sea of sorrow with my

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Bitch am not lying what your doin rite now is a risk

She say she tired of lying

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin