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

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

You sell yourself for better jobs

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

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

You talkin' shit about randy, but look at yourself

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Else.stand up for yourself,

And everybody's having sex

Fend for yourself, learn how to defend your cents

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

Is that my grills clench for answers of these stench patterns

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Uhh, look at me and look at yourself and see the difference

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

Why you insist on doing this to yourself