This is a song about "My life in my own word"

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

Trapped in my own self, i'm amaze

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Always on my own ass pressurin, rain hail sleet weather in,

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

I've never smoked in my life

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Because the fact is, i have my own life, and my own problems,

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

I'm in words, inversely proportional in my own luck,