This is a song about "Loseing your self"

I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

Put your self in their position and slowly, listen

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

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

Texting my mama current self

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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

If you wanna battle you can kiss good bye to your self esteem

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last