This is a song about "Why the fuck u lying"

Lying bout the casualties

As much as i wanna leave

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

"man, why do you keep trying why the fuck are you fighting"

Fuck what i wear when i'm lying with them creeps!

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Thats why u behind u still the right on the hill...

And if u think im lying then nigga please just try me

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

So why the fuck do you think i dwell,

Ma answer is simply fuck u,

What preceded was the clue