This is a song about "False reasoning"

Hoarse voice that shit is false

Shots, they back and forth

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

Girls say everything that i write smooth

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

I’m doin well, i’m just hoping i got your respect

I'm everything that they call nice

Snickering and smacking they gums through false teeth

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

False recovery, i can't be

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

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

Then jump back in that mini van, double back to his block and blam i ain't backing down for nothing

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

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