This is a song about "I fucking hate my self"

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

Texting my mama current self

I fucking hate the dirtbags featured in these raps

From an african american stance

Self made from my skin to my shoes, size 18 so i know im in the view

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

Why do i need to be the one who suffers,i can't enjoy my self while i slumber

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Haters hate and i wave my hand like i'm fucking imperious

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

I fucking hate you, listen to my rap while i rape you