This is a song about "Separate myself"

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Deceiving deceitful, these traits are what separate me from most people

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Concussions left depressions on the sides of separate temples/

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

By how i conduct myself

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

In the mind of a living soul to separate them as a whole

I bet you and ya girl sleep in separate beds,

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I'd fucking murder myself!

I shed so many tears

They asking me to be myself

I can taste the salt from my tears

I've become immune to you no name haters

Acres separate my estate from neighbors