This is a song about "Themselves"

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

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

All these people so ignorant, they feel themselves important

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

I eat rappers they make themselves more edible

They play musical chairs once i'm on that pedestal

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

These curious motherfuckers ,remodel themselves

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Putting themselves above the rest

And left a burden on my soul until i was old enough

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

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

They're always thinking too highly of themselves

Fuck themselves, supress a sniper for my guests.

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends