This is a song about "Beautiful liar"

I'm on the block as usual

See you tomorrow beautiful

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

But some label me as a satirical liar

But now my man tired cus you a damn liar

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

Writing beautiful tales of our adventures

Omo niaja get em' higher

But he turned into a liar

But some label me as a satirical liar

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

But some label me as a satirical liar/