This is a song about "Peeing yourself"

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

He thinks he could be a poet while he is peeing on a pot

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Hold up, you might be think'n to yourself

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

"lose yourself'' in carl's lyrics,

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

So, just tell me something about yourself

I'm a doberman, pinch yourself

We can never be friends

Sweet, okay makes sense

Like when you shot yourself

And right now, you're chillin, mind on yourself.

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I'm on deck i'm up next

Tell ya what bitch write lines yourself