This is a song about "My own path"

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Passed the fuck over but now i found my path

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Don't need u bitch 2 call my own

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Through my path, i'll wander/wanda. i could use a fairy mother

Live long in the hands of my own, 

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

My current path is pathless, full of maggots, sticking together like magnets.

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

I jive like bone

Did it all on my own

I could handle this on my own

Be shy when we're all alone