This is a song about "Self hate"

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

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

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Texting my mama current self

Self designated wicked critical closer

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Call yourself a self made millionaire

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

Low income no bills getting paid

Dont care about the hate

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Time to redeem, regain some self esteem

See my self on the tv screen/

As: i know just what you mean