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

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Lost soul, here i leave you, now i'm going on my own,

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

He feels on top, nobody doper, now he got his own brochure

My tracks stuck on replay, your button got dust on it

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

My levi's put got her ass up on it, and she's twerking' like the miley on it.

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Did it all on my own

So i guess you think you grown

Did it all on my own

I got my own ride, i'm universal

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

I could handle this on my own

So i ended up all alone