This is a song about "You boobooed on your self yourself"

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

If you trynna stack your paper you better do it by yourself

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

If you wanna battle you can kiss good bye to your self esteem

I'm already running in. what exactly is keeping him? do you know what we were in?

Battling you is the easiest thing next to your self-inflicted defamation

Shoot your self-esteem, put you on the spot

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

When you don't fuckin' suck yourself,

I'm on deck i'm up next

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

And kill yourself and your clique

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Call yourself a self made millionaire