This is a song about "Self"

Rapping is self medicating

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Nah no kid can destroy my self esteem

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Call yourself a self made millionaire

U know self made salf paid

J. cole runnin' late

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

So, just tell me something about yourself

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Trapped in my own self, i'm amaze