This is a song about "Lying through song"

Help us find our inner song

Haven't seen a girl in so long

And all the shit you went through

You think i'm lying to you

Can barely finish a song

We at the top where we belong

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

You do shine all this people been lying

And we don't know no right from wrong

Instead of singin' the same song

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

Heh, if the autotune's gone

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Down to your groin and mothafucka i ain't lying,

They thought it was a joke they thought you was lying

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king