This is a song about "Itself"

If you can't look up at yourself

A fake nation, only out for itself

A light went aside from him and darkness allowed itself to manifest

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

We needin' a change, the drama remains the samei spend my whole life, fightin' myself

Breaking into nothing with just a little bash, the hammer is love and my heart is itself,

That's the window into the sky

Let the grief itself die.

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

Cast out of heaven, man that pain, it speaks for itself,

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

The boy who had tasted the heights of heaven itself fell to the deepest pits of hell

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

The art of peer pressure manifests itself in me all night

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Shit this bass-ackwards hit list fills itself still no eye witness