Look, Me and the mic we coexist
My flow is a glass box with no exits
So you can observe while you're trapped in it
Took my lady track and I sprinkled some rap in it
And now they like please, please tell us your reality J
We can't fathom how it feel to be forever confined
My mother always told me what to do with my best foot
so til this day you know that is never behind
and metaphorically, I'm ahead of the rest
and proud of the fact that I've accomplished that
and every time i say that I can do it myself
in the same breath I wonder where my accomplice at
They say that fabrication will help to settle that

an imagination will ease the pain
I can in the world just as honest and pure
but can guarantee to you that I'ma leave the same so
Tell me anything but the truth
'Cause I don't really know if I could take it now
Tell me anything but the truth
Can't figure out how I'm supposed to make it now
Tell me anything but the truth
'Cause I don't really know if I could take it now
Tell me anything but the truth
Can't figure out how I'm supposed to make it now
Tell me lies, I said tell me lies