We check on it when buying used things. We fight for it when we negotiate. We can set it. We often accept it without investigating.

I speak the truth by proving it false, and reveal a lie by making it true. What am I?

My first four sound like a fun time away, My last four like one who watches sports all day. My middle like the number that comes after one, But they're all spelled a little different - just for fun.

As an honest lie, I’m pretty ugly. As an insomniac, I sleep well. I’m a happy disaster, and a tiny catastrophe. Saying my name sounds smart, but make others feel dumb.

The first half is musical poetry, fast rhymes and hard lines, spitting out words like dope fire. The second half is a parking lot, for boats and yachts. Put them together and you get one word. One word is enough to build this or burn it.