This is a song about "It all about me"

That fuckin all these motherfuckin fuckin people know about me

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Say you could tell us all about it, no you couldn’t g,

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

All you did was give me pain, thinking about all i did wrong

Comin' back into you once i figured it out

Let me get started and tell you what it is all about

It's all lies, about me trying to suicide

I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like

We all will be talking about me by next week you'll see/

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Tellin me not to think about it too much

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

It seems like my raps are all about rage

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange