This is a song about "Lair"

Hiding my secret life as i lure you to my lair, the time-

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Back to the lair, son, you're still stuck wit an ugly duck, chum

I'm very rare, iv'e got an evil lair, wish you was still there

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

If you think yuu can spit bars than your a lair

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

My rooms a dragon's lair

Three town homes in delaware

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

The flight of stairs into the devil's lair, who the hell cares,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I am not a lair just speak defamation

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

My lair is down a deep rut in a world of foreign creatures