This is a song about "The foundation of self confidence"

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

I,the first layer of self esteem. and there ain't no prayer to make it clean.

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

But then the dr. told with confidence what to expect.

With women with issues

Of the confidence juice

Then keep your change like an oink machine

See my self on the tv screen/

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

The malady a galaxy of self-fulfilling prophecies

Where god at? i need to call him

Im building a foundation

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

Self-esteem at top cream of the cream, i score the green, whore.