This is a song about "False"

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

Killa you already know harlem

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

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

She might be goin' home with me tonight

With one false move ill get you fools sitting tight

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Your eyes are open but your blinded by false notions,

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

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

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

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

But all i knew how to do was hold onto false hope,

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns