This is a song about "Girls lying"

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Part of me though, is searching for answers

Cassidy your different from other girls

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Fire the nine, right through spine, down to the lion, mothafucka i ain't lying!

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Lying to protect her but it'll consume you

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

The white boy blossomed after dre endorsed him

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Ain't lying, im fuckin stating that fact though

But got love for them girls

Half my peers, they're stretched for years