This is a song about "Themselves"

Who the hell would go and wanna, call themselves "marijuana",

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

With my mind, but one day they might find themselves in rhyme be like

Niggas is hot when i hit the block, what if i die tonight

People need to help by themselves, help out those who get no love/

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Roll up niggas be like sex

Teens injecting themselves

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

They're always thinking too highly of themselves

Hold up yea we the best

Putting themselves above the rest

Another version of themselves but not me

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Telling themselves they ugly

Than the muse of a family