This is a song about "Me by myself doing my own thing"

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

By how i conduct myself

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

Can't blame me for my own faults

Bad bitches all around me dont need em got my own

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

I'm doing this for me, myself, and i, fags,

Cocky as fuck but i'm unloved by my own mama,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Can't blame me for my own faults

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Can't blame me for my own faults

We come through throbbing like thunder storms