This is a song about "False"

Kirko paint her walls

Hoarse voice that shit is false

Extravagant false flags all fabricated

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Everything you spit is false, and you're also an accuser,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

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

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

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

I’m a hustla, baby

False recovery, i can't be