This is a song about "Doing it on my own"

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

Did it all on my own

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

Do this shit on all my own, bitch

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

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

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

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Wizards must own it put a spell on and flew it

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

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

Going on my own to play some basketball

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor