This is a song about "Separate myself"

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

We went our separate ways

I lost hope almost roped myself

And everybody's having sex

Roll up niggas be like sex

I'd fucking murder myself!

By how i conduct myself

I think you and your friends

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Separate mind body soul and represent what happened,

I'm on deck i'm up next

But i remember to myself

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

If you can't look up at yourself

They asking me to be myself