This is a song about "Own"

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

On everything i own, i'll make it on my own

Or something that you paid for

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

So i made my own family, my own crew!

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

So is dr. j and moses malone

Cuz we were never on our own

Live long in the hands of my own, 

We just want you back at home

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Living out his own pocket with his very own promise

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

I do all this on my own

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

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