This is a song about "Kill your self"

You did this to your self, don't blame me

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Leaving behind the cold past in a fast dash cause of what these fuckers been

Battling you is the easiest thing next to your self-inflicted defamation

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,

Accidentally kill your family still

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Hope u get your self into some serious fender so you won't

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Destroying self esteem with every word your shelling/