This is a song about "Life itself"

And the rhythm itself just keeps getting slower and slower.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

I got a lot of plans that were in itself master pieces

Monster or man the answer is in itself,

Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Life, i just want to see my wife again. so, life, life, life

Your man wale in his own damn lane

My name itself got you goin’ insane

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

Cast out of heaven, man that pain, it speaks for itself,

How i think about you every day

Itself in every form and shape and way,