This is a song about "Its yours"

Yeah,yeah the world is yours i was once the kid who was terrified of its hatred

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

Industry and the strings attached to yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I aint about to pay for yours.

Epic, they used to feed me detours

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Tells a girl its yours but they don't want it

Runnin a liberation, neutralization comes to mind when my rhymes meet yours,

But all that comes out is my eccentric manners, it screws up all my looks