This is a song about "False"

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

No time to relax, one false move and they get multiple whip attacks

Everything you spit is false, and you're also an accuser,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

It sends you loopy, crazy, quirky, and gives you a false sense of security,

Even life's a false dream, reality doesn't seem perfected

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

Shots, they back and forth

Hoarse voice that shit is false

But all i knew how to do was hold onto false hope,

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

With a false sense of weakness and shame, insane,

With one false move ill get you fools sitting tight

So the homie wale can leave the hook right