This is a song about "Self complement"

Self inflicted, stuck in a cycle of addiction

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

See my self on the tv screen/

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

Life is so cold should i even fuck me self....

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Call yourself a self made millionaire

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Self designated wicked critical closer

Texting my mama current self

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Self call it heroism

But somehow it made them listen