This is a song about "Starving yourself"

Told to just be yourself

Roll up niggas be like sex

They say check yourself before you wreck yourself

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

So now i'm starving cause i didn't learn how to cook and no one ever taught me,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

If you look to your right there is starving kids in tears of silence

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

I steal shit to make money cause i'm a starving artist

Cause i can't seem to see myself

So, just tell me something about yourself

Hold up, you might be think'n to yourself

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself

And everybody's having sex