This is a song about "It was all a lie"

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Hanging on the edge of a knife. all i wanted to do was to make it all right.

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

It was all shattered and over

Sometimes i start to wonder, was it just a lie?

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

He knows it's a lie but it's all he ever had

Get high together, left ny together

Now i know it was all a lie me and her

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

She knew he was her supply, thought it better than to lie

Dreamin on a lullaby

You and i know it was all a lie

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Battle field got all bloody, but it was all beautiful like a rose in red