This is a song about "Love yourself"

You call yourself the sinister,

Poke out from behind her

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

Then you ished yourself

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Go get yourself a pencil

Sweet, okay makes sense

Else.stand up for yourself,

Tell ya what bitch write lines yourself

I can taste the salt from my tears

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Compassion to your neighbors, as well as yourself.

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Hold up, you might be think'n to yourself

Told to just be yourself

I'm on deck i'm up next