This is a song about "False"

With one false move ill get you fools sitting tight

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

Extravagant false flags all fabricated

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

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

With a false sense of weakness and shame, insane,

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

Don't worry bout a thang baby

False recovery, i can't be

There's nothing worse than merging, conscience thought with false learning

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote