This is a song about "Lying bitch"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

They thought it was a joke they thought you was lying

I got a big fear of flying

Then again you might be lying

Lying ass mother fucker!

That damier bag i bought her

You think im lying now little bitch probably not

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Lying dead with my name carved in their arm with a swastika

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Lying to protect her but it'll consume you

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Lying muhfucka done nuttin for the ghetto

Lying bout the casualties

Five shots she ready to leave