This is a song about "Standing for yourself"

You reflect me, i love that about you

For something u shouldn't had brought yourself into

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

People standing in line, waiting for a chance to berate me

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

You sell yourself for better jobs

Thank you for encouraging me to do my thing, and not worrying too much about yourself

I ask mr. west for a lil bit of hope realize us new niggas gotta get it ourself

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Digging yourself one or getting bitch slapped for bad behavior

Fend for yourself, learn how to defend your cents

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Standing on a plateau smoking indigo

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

You're just hand clapping for yourself