This is a song about "Rachael lied to me in front of my face"

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased

In front of the pastor

Shit i'm the the rapper

Face your fate of serving in my servitude

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Cos i can't manage to absorb your slow ways of spewing insults in my face

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

It made me depressed, and i confess, i lied to your face,

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Slappin' teachers and jackin' off in front of my counselors

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Im lookin at the moment, bullets pass in front of me, in slow motion

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Ninety-nine percent of my life i was lied to

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you