This is a song about "False rappers"

I'm coming at you under a false pretense, 'cause i have to pretend

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

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

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Your eyes are open but your blinded by false notions,

False recovery, i can't be

She going to borrow some money

They want the truth/ but false is what they prove/

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

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

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

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

And your false reputation

Go where you ain't been