This is a song about "Bad self esteem"

Self inflicted, stuck in a cycle of addiction

We pray while we prey on competition

And no way a kid can destroy my self esteem

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

I'm love stoned and i could swear

Call yourself a self made millionaire

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Some thing i keep to my self

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Nah no kid can destroy my self esteem

Self made bitch im coming soon.

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon