This is a song about "Self storage"

In fact, my hat is in tact with the fubu pull over

Self designated wicked critical closer

Nah no kid can destroy my self esteem

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Some thing i keep to my self

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Niggas wild as shit. no rubber, just climb in that bitch

I'm hopin' to go and bust some rhymes i have locked in storage,

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

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

If you can't look up at yourself

Relying only on self