This is a song about "Lose yourself"

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Roll up niggas be like sex

And i, who thought i'd lose.

Its cold as shit in this booth

You're just hand clapping for yourself

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

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

Your better off shootin yourself

With women with issues

Lets be true, your gonna lose

Niggas die over shoes

Dont be surprised if you lose

And everybody's having sex

So, just tell me something about yourself

Told to just be yourself

I'm on deck i'm up next