This is a song about "Its all lies"

Thats taste like all of you phoney lies and bullshit

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Hopes you slip off your path and lies behind its mask with a jeering

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Looking back it's an infection life's a miss perception -all lies-

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

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

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

It's all lies, about me trying to suicide

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Then i realize it was all lies

Its all i fuckin' got

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

All the lies hurt her and this makes me crucified inside.

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right