This is a song about "False assumptions"

Your eyes are open but your blinded by false notions,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

You're uncool like my mother kin

And your false reputation

But you got assumptions

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

I've been told false information and lies

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

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

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see