This is a song about "Self har"

The knowledge of my self still

For real, a nigga ill

Feelin sorry for myself no self esteem

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

U know self made salf paid

We both had dreams of being great

Thats why i do this for my fuckin self

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

That gal want me ride har

Hope my city is not too far

I have little self contol round stupid fucks

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks