This is a song about "False reserve"

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

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

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

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Reserve on the low low, haters disappeared and i ask where they go though.

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I gave you false hope and for that i'm truly sorry

Extravagant false flags all fabricated

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Oh false alarm,he's just a retarded bum...

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

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

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots