This is a song about "Trail of lies"

Gears begin to clash, engine starts to fail, black smoke trail- i'v gone off trail!

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail

The lies of this bullshit entertainment foreclosed

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

With synthetics and leaving behind a trail of prosthetics and medics

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I feel death start to smother me, from the weight of all my lies,

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Money, bullshit and black-sounding mumbo-jumbo of lies

What's the point of creating these lies? that's where i'm different

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

Pass any court date without a trail,

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

Trail of blood splatter, brain matter leading to the scene of the crime,