This is a song about "Fuck your self"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Broken hearts, cry yourself to self to sleep, really nigga llive your life

Because if you hurt your self like this

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

And keep for your self your comment

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.