This is a song about "Own my house"

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

My own pace, rocking the beat of my own drummer

My house big yo house small you runnin outta space i'm so hot i heat up yo fireplace

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

But not cool cause my house comes with

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Kidnapped u from ur own house took u to stoners hill where i could of killed u

At least i have my own house and a car!

You know...you know who you are

Grow it in my red house

Heystop running your mouth

My own unknown is my enemy,

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Did it all on my own

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home