This is a song about "My self"

Gotta believe in my self you cant need a team

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

The knowledge of my self still

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Started caring about my self than my rapping career

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

I force myself into my old self again,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

I keep that hottie, just look at her body