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

I see that i've got problems in my own life, in my grown ass style.

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

I have memories of melodies in my life. (in my life)

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Im my own person in my own lane,

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

My journey absurd, my homie put in a word, saw me at the swerve,

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Sacrifice life in a pool of blood of my own stew,

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

Introspective, always in my own mind,

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

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

From the projects to the penthouse

That's my in the life south.