This is a song about "I kill shit my own way creticly"

Better than college, after that, students home

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

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

Get out of my way,dont kill the vibe

I got a mixtape in hands, got plans to kill shit,

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Back in the motherfuckin bay

I want to live my way

I had to find my own way out this fucking hole/

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Cause i’m back on my grind

My own soul i can't find

Bitch i'm as cold as basements

I do all my own stunts

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

So i made my own family, my own crew!