This is a song about "Mr myself and i"

We was high school peers, in junior high

And i promised to myself,they must die

More and more convincing myself that i wasn't sure

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

Pushin permanent twistin i'm on a mission got me on the mashtried to dig, you was screamin when i did

Back on that night i cut myself and i bled.

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

But i raised myself on metal and slim, shit

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Me myself i and i o u

And when that 16th minute comes then i won't hate myself

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs