This is a song about "False"

False recovery, i can't be

They gotta point em out baby

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Cant you see this is the real world now not a false reality

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Extravagant false flags all fabricated

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

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

All these false idols tryna lead us but its all pretend,

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Your false persona while i'm on ya baby's c "bbc" like the english channel

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Oh false alarm,he's just a retarded bum...

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them