This is a song about "Self detonation"

You can pick the next room

Self made bitch im coming soon.

Nah no kid can destroy my self esteem

Be the king, that was part of my dream

For real, a nigga ill

The knowledge of my self still

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Am not dissing ma self but am trying to give ma self a motivation

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Call yourself a self made millionaire

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Self designated wicked critical closer

See my self on the tv screen/

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen