This is a song about "Making my own rules"

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

My own pace, rocking the beat of my own drummer

My god rules the day and night

She like nigga yeah right

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Up my rules cuz wen you was wit her you was all

High off life? my nigga not even

This insomnia, making my head spin

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Dropping bombs while reciting my work in making

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Making my infastructure major

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

I am the sole leader