This is a song about "Someone like you"

Self-hatred...i hate you...and myself

Do you plan on being you or someone else,

I'm paranoid like someone holds a sniper rifle just waiting,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Especially a guy like me someone so shy,

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

But i've found someone new, you wondering who,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Leave you then find someone to replace.

Anyways you have someone new right

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

Whenever someone brings up that topic my heart gets cut like wood

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Someone that really makes you feel like you are the man son...

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen