This is a song about "I own you"

Cuz no matter what you do, i fucking own this battle,

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

I am number won i'll bake you with my own son so die even your bitch won't cry

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

I've got my own shit i don't care if you dont rate me

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

Never will i leave you on your own,

And laugh in your face as i beat you with ya own cast

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

I could make my lyrics make you want to tie your own noose

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

I pipe in and one night her

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer