This is a song about "Loseing your self"

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Put your self in their position and slowly, listen

Keep your business to your self never fuck with a crew

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Battling you is the easiest thing next to your self-inflicted defamation

Of an operation and try to get allocation to up my reputation.

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Call yourself a self made millionaire

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

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Hope u get your self into some serious fender so you won't

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Destroying self esteem with every word your shelling/

Self call it heroism

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun