This is a song about "False"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

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

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

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

They want the truth/ but false is what they prove/

One time for the girls with the right shoes

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

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

So here i am at the store for some chips

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Your eyes are open but your blinded by false notions,