This is a song about "Feeling myself"

Sweet, okay makes sense

Relying on myself

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

They asking me to be myself

I shed so many tears

By how i conduct myself

Im all about myself

I'm on deck i'm up next

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Feeling, of appealing

Feeling kinda insane

Now that's what you call a game

We can never be friends

But i remember to myself

Fuck jealous from myself

After lebron, i'm what's next