This is a song about "I hate myself"

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Is life worth living? should i blast myself?

But i remember to myself

Roll up niggas be like sex

When that money calls i holla back

Uh i watched myself say that

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

And when that 16th minute comes then i won't hate myself

Cause when i make this stew

I hate it and i hate you,

I think you and your friends

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

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

16 and i wanted to kill myself,

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

Possessed, i kill everyone, and started killing myself