This is a song about "Pretty lies"

Stop tellin yourself lies

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

Chasing them checks, nike work

Man i'm getting pretty tired

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

Never ever will you hear lies

Right flows down and they might go nice

And when i start to rise

Thriving a life siphoning lies

A thug niggas in tha house

You cover your pretty mouth

Anyone who tout me will live without lies

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

South an north hemispheres are lies