This is a song about "I hate myself"

That i don't hate myself in any sort of way

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

I did now i can't find myself

And if you pay for that yourself

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

You hate on me so i defend myself which translates into me strangling you

Its the things that i hate

New york, va, dc, get paid

Is life worth living? should i blast myself?

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

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

16 and i wanted to kill myself,

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

I slapped myself across the face and told myself "hell no,