This is a song about "Self harming"

Self designated wicked critical closer

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I'm so fly no one to bite on but my self

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

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

Trapped in my own self, i'm amaze

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Self call it heroism

I just wanna go to the slum

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Because if you hurt your self like this