This is a song about "Make your own beats"

Own this life like its your own

Shit ain’t better alone

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Dress differently, should make your own fashion.

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Let's rap together and make good beats for the streets

The case is closed, i'll make 'em toast, emcees rhymin' on beats,

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Become a historic relic/ own paramedic control your own anesthetic/

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Raising a kid on your own

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view