This is a song about "Loving yourself"

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

They say check yourself before you wreck yourself

Sweet, okay makes sense

Like when you shot yourself

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Your better off shootin yourself

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

I work hard for everything i get

That your buying and there loving it,

With her mind, i'm loving her and that's that

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack