This is a song about "You liar"

But now my man tired cus you a damn liar

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

You admit ya have to amire when i spit "shut it bitch you a liar!" ha!

Yeah they seen my report card but they've yet to hear my rapping ah...

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

I can't tell who's telling the truth in being a liar.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Spit, spit, spittin calling me a liar,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Not a liar, but mired in a satire i can't help admire

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Type of chick that only dress in something that’s designer

Earth, water, wind and fire, go on and lay down you fucking liar

Constant schemin im a liar,

Huh, i can't interpret her