This is a song about "Dancing on your own"

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

On everything i own, i'll make it on my own

Did it all on my own

Baby im in the zone

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

U go along on ur own but nigga your walkin all alone

The kings get killed very least overthrown

Don't let him do it, you're not on your own!

But do me a favor and do an inspection on your own reflection

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Ill put it on a slideshow, im fucking your own liberty,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Did it all on my own

They blowing up my phone