This is a song about "Own me"

He told me he plays pretend for our own sake

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

But before you come to me look at your own reflection

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Ironically, they tell me to stay in my own lane

Can't blame me for my own faults

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Don't fuck with me, its for your own good

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

Can't blame me for my own faults

Can't blame me for my own faults

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Made me fucking die from my own laughter,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her