This is a song about "Self rightous"

And her smile lit up the room

Self made bitch im coming soon.

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

The knowledge of my self still

Self call it heroism

Me and my microphone could be one

That photograph is fading

Rapping is self medicating

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Time to redeem, regain some self esteem

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

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

U know self made salf paid

Who’s iller, i’ll wait