This is a song about "Harold big head self"

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

The knowledge of my self still

Sippin' bitches what lemonade

U know self made salf paid

You got a big head them im a take it off your style bugs me disgusts me

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

Some thing i keep to my self

And a big ass head, looking like some fucking monuments/

Together all the timethought it was true love

Relying only on self

I shed so many tears

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I'm the next michael jordan, you niggas harold minors

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

Thats why i do this for my fuckin self