This is a song about "Fuckin lies"

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Hear them talkin but i hear is lies

South an north hemispheres are lies

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Never ever will you hear lies

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Others hide behind lies

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Lies floating in my head/ all the lies that she force feed/

Lies, tangled with fiction

Go where you ain't been

Importance lies in the inside…

Not only had the fiend died