This is a song about "Look to yourself for answers"

Hold up, you might be think'n to yourself

Roll up niggas be like sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Told to just be yourself

And starting to look out more for our brothers

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Just wondering and looking for answers. the reasons.

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

You sell yourself for better jobs

I looked to the skies with my eyes for answers realizing i was fed lies my whole life

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

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

Why you insist on doing this to yourself