This is a song about "False exp"

Snickering and smacking they gums through false teeth

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

No time to relax, one false move and they get multiple whip attacks

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

False recovery, i can't be

I was wondering maybe

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

And your false reputation

Catch you up on places i've been

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Cant you see this is the real world now not a false reality

Ambition is my shit and i put that on my name

With a false sense of weakness and shame, insane,