This is a song about "You aint gonna lie to me"

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

So if you want to beat me, you're gonna have to improve

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

If you aint cool with me i aint cool with u

Tell me what im suppose to do, if i aint got you here

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

And i ain't gonna lie you, and them some

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Really easy for me to tell you i aint black,

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

Well that aint gonna stop me, they made magic with eminem

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Bitch whyd you have to lie to me

Bitch, they call it motor city

Why would they lie to you to cover the truth

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes