This is a song about "Self praising"

Self designated wicked critical closer

Regardless to all them, i appease her

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Some thing i keep to my self

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

Because if you hurt your self like this

The knowledge of my self still

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Giving no apologies about my self centered ideologies,

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

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

So, just tell me something about yourself

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

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