This is a song about "Alyson is a liar"

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

I can't tell who's telling the truth in being a liar.

Prior to being a master liar, i was getting higher/

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Or a heroin to the tired n fucking sin to a liar

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

Or are you just another liar to tell me all about this;

But some label me as a satirical liar

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

But now my man tired cus you a damn liar

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Ideas that are brighter, than any kind of liar