This is a song about "My thoughts"

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Everyday i'm getting paranoid of my own thoughts,

I like my thoughts filled with lame

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

I feel like im lost im my own passive thoughts

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Im out, before my thoughts get bigger

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Trying to get my thoughts gathered,

Red bottoms with the spike work

We just looking in the mirror

Smoked dope out the womb my thoughts linger

Advice and scribble my thoughts with grey pens

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense