This is a song about "Think i m lying"

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Small, but you talkin' big

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

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

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

You think i'm lying well why don't you ask the people at the last dance,

Lying is the shit in which i most hate!

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid