This is a song about "Self made"

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

Words corrupted him and made him self concious again,

Giving no apologies about my self centered ideologies,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Chillin' with homies and family

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more

Fame made me self-absorbed mesmerized by the gold i wore

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

Rapping is self medicating

Some thing i keep to my self

I made it myself

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

Self made from my skin to my shoes, size 18 so i know im in the view