This is a song about "Pushing your self"

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

And keep for your self your comment

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Shoot your self-esteem, put you on the spot

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Broken hearts, cry yourself to self to sleep, really nigga llive your life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Do your self useful and give up keep your mouth shut

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Because if you hurt your self like this

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

We pushing lambos, phantoms, and bentley coupes now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow