All Is Lies (Bonus Track)

One and done I'll never do it again I ain't tryna make friends, I'm trying to meet my end You want Something deeper but I don't think I do either Really hard to believe ya When you rolling off sativa But I'll just leave it Homies plotting and scheming Tryna see my demise and I'm blind Won't let 'em see it You probably saw it backwards I'm dark and twisted hoe, but see my daddy used to pastor I never been a cook but always left up on the back burn Grew up a middle child, so felt the need to make yo back hurt Staring deep inside your eyes Snatching up some souls and then I'm posing as lil skies Chopping off some fingers and I turn em into fries But remember Thomas said it first homie, all is lies