This is a song about "False charities"

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

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

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

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

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

Only god can judge me in this false world to whom i serve

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Extravagant false flags all fabricated

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

To blossom a promise to end the false prophets and colossus profit

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Go where you ain't been

And your false reputation