This is a song about "No false flexin"

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

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

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

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

With a false sense of weakness and shame, insane,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Snickering and smacking they gums through false teeth

With a dumb fuck flexin but he won't leave his booth

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Hoarse voice that shit is false

Where would i be without my dogs