This is a song about "Do by myself"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I always ask myself do i honestly serve a purpose,

Now i can't feel happy by myself.

I can taste the salt from my tears

By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

I bully myself cause i make me do what i put my mind to

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

Get off by default, reoffend then do it again

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Do it myself without a team highest self asteem i'm in a kings thrown

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

And everybody's having sex

Cause i'm doing great, by myself,