This is a song about "False"

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

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

And your false reputation

Catch you up on places i've been

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I gave you false hope and for that i'm truly sorry

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

False recovery, i can't be

I’m a hustla, baby

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

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

Extravagant false flags all fabricated

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

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