This is a song about "Fred the liar"

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Spit, spit, spittin calling me a liar,

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Anyone who was hated on by fred phelps

Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar/

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

But now my man tired cus you a damn liar

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

But some label me as a satirical liar

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

But some label me as a satirical liar/

See, i like the person that you are

Punch you and kick you, scream at you "liar!"

Fred on his flintstone, cept i make the dead rock

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock