This is a song about "Killed her self"

No strahan, y'all need to rebuild

Thinking "how many have i killed?"

Cause i can't seem to see myself

Some thing i keep to my self

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

And save her from this path that we call self harm?

But his mistake killed him more than her

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

You can pick the next room

Self made bitch im coming soon.

Said i killed the empress

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Texting my mama current self

Self-hatred...i hate you...and myself

Self call it heroism

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun