This is a song about "False"

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

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

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

With a false sense of weakness and shame, insane,

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

'great' gave you false praise and it got to your head

So if i do call it's just a check

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

Extravagant false flags all fabricated

With one false move ill get you fools sitting tight

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light