This is a song about "Hiding your inner self"

When i rhyme and spit /and write this shit and feel stuck in the darkness that im residing in

Battling you is the easiest thing next to your self-inflicted defamation

When i see your picture i feel an inner peace, thanks for the happiness u provide

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Because if you hurt your self like this

Do your self useful and give up keep your mouth shut

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Are only going nsa on your ass, hiding the truth

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

Keep your business to your self never fuck with a crew

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Its like i'm hiding deep within your sheets