This is a song about "A guy who takes himself too seriously"

So he gets a fuckin minute of peace to himself

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

But he's talkin' to himself, and he's goin' too insane,

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

And i just love your flashy ways

I mean seriously it's a disgrace.

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

I don't gotta be here

“who this guy and what’s his deal?”

But im a guy who loves to speak rap

Twista finna get up on the track

The last guy who did not listen wounded

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

His story will be a reminder to himself