This is a song about "Know your self"

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

Keep your business to your self never fuck with a crew

Your self encouragement or effort but relax and keep calm

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Put your self in their position and slowly, listen

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Shoot your self-esteem, put you on the spot

Self made from my skin to my shoes, size 18 so i know im in the view

I don't wanna ever come down off this cloud of lovin' you

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Destroying self esteem with every word your shelling/

Judging on my past self/ shows the little do they know

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow