This is a song about "Getting owned"

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Just getting em free, getting this feeling nobody listens to me,

You must be getting faded

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

They think they bring that pain

Owned rap made it my do-main,

All you wanna do is get that stick

Mind and memory are getting polluted

Say bye bye to her

Enemies getting closer.

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

I thought i owned so i pulled the trigger, then he fucking sold it

Getting tired of compulsive liars

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Style getting anarchistic, shudda ate supper

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her