This is a song about "My own life"

This is my own style, all this is my own version,

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

I never wanna settle for this life i'll make it better when i go and then i get it on my own right

Im my own person in my own lane,

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Don't need u bitch 2 call my own

So i ended up all alone

I am my own father, i am my own brother,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

It ain't hard to make money

My own unknown is my enemy,

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

My own pace, rocking the beat of my own drummer

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

I write my own lyrics and i make my own beats