This is a song about "Do my own ting"

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

My own unknown is my enemy,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Cuz i got better things to do then rap with you, got my own path

Live long in the hands of my own, 

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

She walks with the fox saying ting ting, tang tang

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

Ill do what it takes, i got my ammunition, on my own, fuck permission,

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

No more amore, i refuse to force you

So i made my own family, my own crew!

I write my own lyrics and i make my own beats

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Pussy bitch he wouldn't do nothing while his on his own

Whining and complaining about when you coming home