This is a song about "Being truth to yourself"

I'm hoping i confess

Don't want to show yourself i guess,

Allow yourself to play his game,

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

I shed so many tears

Told to just be yourself

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Compassion to your neighbors, as well as yourself.

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

Trying to forgive yourself, so hysterical

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Hi my name is chris, welcome to my world, go fuck yourself.

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

Witness to some shit that you shouldn't see whisper to yourself