This is a song about "Self consciousness"

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Call yourself a self made millionaire

Texting my mama current self

I can taste the salt from my tears

Giving no apologies about my self centered ideologies,

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

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

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Trapped in my own self, i'm amaze

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

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Rapping is self medicating

U know self made salf paid

Sippin' bitches what lemonade