This is a song about "False love"

False recovery, i can't be

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

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

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

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

Think i'm so old that i'dont have a palse well that's false let's break it down

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

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

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

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

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

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit