This is a song about "False"

Your eyes are open but your blinded by false notions,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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

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

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

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

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

To blossom a promise to end the false prophets and colossus profit

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

I refuse to be another being on this earth

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

Think i'm so old that i'dont have a palse well that's false let's break it down

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

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

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb