This is a song about "False claimers"

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

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Even life's a false dream, reality doesn't seem perfected

And your false reputation

She all on my skin

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

With a false sense of weakness and shame, insane,

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

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

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

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

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

False recovery, i can't be

High heel wearer, hell of a body