This is a song about "False reasoning"

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

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

Never let the game play youand for the fame

With a false sense of weakness and shame, insane,

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

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

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

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

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Disbelieving that this is my reasoning spraying people with lead like its seasoning,

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

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

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

And your false reputation

When you ain't got no education