This is a song about "Can t be myself"

If haters are like lions be a t rex eating them up before u get ate

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

I can feel myself slipping

There'd still be niggas out killing

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

The one who can´t even show a real smile

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

They say that i act too flamboyant i’m just tryna be myself

Needa start worrying bout myself/ and where i wanna be

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Need myself a twin midget so i can have a mini me,

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

And it'd just be myself alone, but i don't know why