This is a song about "I ve hurt my self"

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Girl, have some self respect, i treat my bitches good, she be soaking wet

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

I can control it i tell my self every day, what can i be for

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

I force myself into my old self again,

Because if you hurt your self like this

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

For you to die, oh snap, here comes by battle axe, now i bet you feel as small as

I haven't been my self but now my personality is starting to unfold and undress!

Gotta work - slight work

Wirting till my finger tips hurt

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern

You hurt me when i was down but now it is my turn!