This is a song about "Your self"

Put your self in their position and slowly, listen

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Do your self useful and give up keep your mouth shut

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

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

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Your self encouragement or effort but relax and keep calm

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Third ward general, young cash money

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

Self call it heroism

I pop one, you pop one

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice