This is a song about "Relying on myself"

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

And that's why i won't trip, 'cause i'm relying on my wings

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

With a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (bang!)

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

Count on myself like a castaway

Full of myself, but staying on my own shelf

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Severed the clocks hand and pat myself on the back!

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Then ask me for a hand out now these niggas relying on me

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Now ill rip myself on these beats