This is a song about "Being self conscious"

And i was conscious of this.

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

It wasn't conscious, it just that everyone else stayed unresponsive

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Respect my conglomerate, 'cuz it's obvious that the conscious,

Yo conscious shit makin me fall six feet deep/

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

The knowledge of my self still

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Relying only on self

I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass

Look like you trying write half asleep, barley conscious.

I'm taking shots, y'all faking knots, conscious? i'm paid to talk it,

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit