This is a song about "Nothing but a liar"

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

But he turned into a liar

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

Not a liar, but mired in a satire i can't help admire

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

The world is nothing but a guilty stairway

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

You nothing but a peasant,

You ain't nothing but a vulture

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar/

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

But they can't do nothing to a g/