This is a song about "Know yourself"

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

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Your better off shootin yourself

You're just hand clapping for yourself

And everybody's having sex

For a fact, you might lose yourself

I can taste the salt from my tears

That cellphone that i bought

Entertain yourself whilst i talk,

Tell ya what bitch write lines yourself

I'm on deck i'm up next

Put the purp in the blunt

Of yourself now everyone just