This is a song about "Rap relating to yourself"

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

Talking to yourself flingin of the pole

Never evading but forever relating to bars with meaning

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

And force yourself to stay close but keep your anger discrete,

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Allow yourself to play his game,

Hope it doesn’t blow your mind enough to knockout yourself

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Fend for yourself, learn how to defend your cents