This is a song about "Self provoked"

Self designated wicked critical closer

But i can't cry, instead i'm just a shoulder

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

Because if you hurt your self like this

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

Call yourself a self made millionaire

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair

I'm self provoked can't rap about shit i don't do anymore hard to cope

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Nah no kid can destroy my self esteem

All dem niggas gonna hate

U know self made salf paid