This is a song about "Loseing your self"

And her smile lit up the room

Self made bitch im coming soon.

Ever since then i had no job

Shoot your self-esteem, put you on the spot

You did this to your self, don't blame me

Malia family, we the family

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

Your self encouragement or effort but relax and keep calm

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

I shed so many tears

Relying only on self

Them all you led your self to that point so unknown u just private

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit