This is a song about "Hateing myself"

But i remember to myself

I'm on deck i'm up next

Abusing and cruising my rues to myself/

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Cause i'm doing great, by myself,

After lebron, i'm what's next

Roll up niggas be like sex

Relying on myself

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Im feeling so lonely only myself

Wish i could shed all these tears

Growing up by myself

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

I slapped myself across the face and told myself "hell no,