This is a song about "Lair"

That crack had my feeling like i was above everybody else,

This is hip hop..my lair..you're a rising star but your ladder got no stairs/

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

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

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Rather have a better lover then a lame lair

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

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

I'll take a bitch to my lair

But now it's more declare

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

You showed satan that he ain't a mayor getting him in his lair