This is a song about "Being myself"

So hold back ya tears

Im all about myself

I lost hope almost roped myself

Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

They asking me to be myself

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Worth..know what hurts? not saluting myself

Im feeling so lonely only myself

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Tell myself everyday

It has been this way

For going on being

Bun b, i’m underground king

I'ma crap until i'm dead, then shoot myself

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