This is a song about "Harold big head self"

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

Rapping is self medicating

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

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

The knowledge of my self still

Head so big i got a crooked neck

I work hard for everything i get

Thats why i do this for my fuckin self

So, just tell me something about yourself

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Some thing i keep to my self

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

Relying only on self

Am not dissing ma self but am trying to give ma self a motivation

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin