This is a song about "Being self conscious"

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Conscious shit its the antidote, herbal shit that artichoke,

Came a blitz on my anatomy and conscious

Together all the timethought it was true love

Yo conscious shit makin me fall six feet deep/

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Look like you trying write half asleep, barley conscious.

Is so monstrous, i stay conscious, my subconscious mind is designed

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

I'm highly conscious like my music 'bout people for one,

I'll like to tell you i'm the type to get all woman

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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