This is a song about "I have my own girl"

I have became my own person while my problems worsen.

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

To my unborn child

My own soul i can't find

Bitch i'm as cold as basements

I do all my own stunts

You have now entered the inner thoughts of my own mind

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I have a funny feeling that she'll be my game girl

Because the fact is, i have my own life, and my own problems,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

What up girl, tell me how you been

I vote for my own submission,

But then why did i have to take on my own and somebody else's troubles,

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts