This is a song about "Me myself"

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I deliver myself to them afraid they will mutate me

Me myself i and i o u

I really love my miami crew

Me, myself, and i were too sick

Go crazy when she hear music

Talking to myself cause i fear i'm morphing to a new me

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You hate on me so i defend myself which translates into me strangling you

Take me away on a journey to find myself

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Free myself from the people around me.

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

They asking me to be myself

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself