This is a song about "Im afraid of myself"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

Full of myself, but still hungry

Look it something they can't ever see

We can never be friends

Im all about myself

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags

Im scared to die psych, no longer afraid of fright death will come despite

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Where they are afraid of all the insults

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Full of myself, but still hungry