This is a song about "Hiding from their true self"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

And save her from this path that we call self harm?

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

Caught in self-loathin it's time to see relief released from the tip of my teeth

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

This from ongoing, is that their intent?

I’m doin well, i’m just hoping i got your respect