This is a song about "Rare mind keepin it real don t be tellin me no lies"

Tellin' lies, sellin' pies, hellish eyes keep dyin',

When they here today what you say to them

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I seemingly feel the need, for keepin it real in beats when speaking tough

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Material objects got me fascinated so i'm tellin' lies,

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

No whats real is having people talking through lies and deceit

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

All the work, it made me real.. i have no fears

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

You tellin' me to cheat on it but i will never listen,

You're raps are bare there's nothin there, real rhymes are rare

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare