This is a song about "Self fascist"

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

Relying only on self

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

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

U know self made salf paid

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

The malady a galaxy of self-fulfilling prophecies

Self-hatred...i hate you...and myself

Texting my mama current self

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Call yourself a self made millionaire

Self made bitch im coming soon.

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon