This is a song about "Lie to her"

Hide or fight, shy, cry and die. bye bye, i try not to lie.

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

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

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

Hopfully we all dont die cause street smart is the way to lie

Don't lie to my face and call me dope, other suckers

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

I sign a petition, lie to my physician

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

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

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

But for my homies, fuck 'em, projects, man, it's best to lie,

I'm sick of getting walked on when i choose to chill and lie.

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry