This is a song about "Lies and such"

Becoming someone you don't recognize

If not you're whack and it's all fucking lies.

It sucks and is such a shame

And my niggas all the same

Thats taste like all of you phoney lies and bullshit

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Walkin' up and talkin' lies, you want something for free?

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Cause theres been to many lies and im brighter then you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Money, bullshit and black-sounding mumbo-jumbo of lies

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice