This is a song about "Fucking liar"

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Not a liar, but mired in a satire i can't help admire

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

But some label me as a satirical liar/

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

In my veins, the man said he would call us a liar

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

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

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

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

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

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