This is a song about "Help yo self"

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

Self designated wicked critical closer

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

The truth was i needed some help,

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Thats why i do this for my fuckin self

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

That's right i'm right bitch you better call yo self a friend/

Protect yo self in the explorer go acquire a solid shield.

To show off my bars pick apart the carcass of deceased

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

Can't even ask for help

Yo, yo, yo, hardcore my flow goes,

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes