This is a song about "And then i ask myself why do i live"

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

I grab you by the arm and ask you why?

I shine like something in the sky

And i just ask myself why, everything has to be so hard sometimes,

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

And then the critics truly ask how many shits i give,

I try and figure out why i rap like i do

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

And it'd just be myself alone, but i don't know why

Up in my new two door

They ask me what i do it for

So, just tell me something about yourself

Why do i inflict this pain on myself?