This is a song about "I give myself the creps"

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Means that i don't even give a shit about myself

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Above the rest, i put myself to the test

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Is not far from white girls with big bread

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

But i remember to myself

Your aura is a magnet, my eyes a metal bag, it's attractive

I give out the medals for those who give up how could i give up if

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

Lookin at myself i stand in the mirror/

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I would keep the screams to myself you filthy animal