This is a song about "Fighting my own war"

On my way back home

Did it all on my own

My own pace, rocking the beat of my own drummer

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Seas/ i always fought for my dad/ har'ram fighting for the only

It's like my life is a war,

Lower than my credit score

Don't need u bitch 2 call my own

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

But we fighting a war, and this is our only weaponry/