This is a song about "Kill yourself weeb"

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

When you don't fuckin' suck yourself,

For real, a nigga ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Then you ished yourself

Cause i can't seem to see myself

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

But don't kill six people, maybe yourself if you're worth is

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

You're just hand clapping for yourself

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

And right now, you're chillin, mind on yourself.

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Why you insist on doing this to yourself

"lose yourself'' in carl's lyrics,

Fuck, clean up on aisle six