This is a song about "Lie to her"

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

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

In the lambo looking like a fly

Last words to a rat homie:"why you lie?"

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Convinced that you should lie dead, to sicken you's my mission

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

I'm a psychopath plain and simple, no need to lie

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

A white lie through a struggle to a 8th try

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Of every joke. you need to just let go or lie low.

Do i long to live, or do i long to die? my life is caused to lie.

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Keep your heads up high

I ain't going to lie,