This is a song about "Self"

I'm so fly no one to bite on but my self

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Nah no kid can destroy my self esteem

So now she picks up the gun

Self call it heroism

I have little self contol round stupid fucks

We vegetables, on them record labels

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

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Thats why i do this for my fuckin self

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

See my self on the tv screen/