This is a song about "Owned"

I'm pretty stoned you just got owned

They forgot about the fourth coast

That we're still owned by the white man

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

I thought i owned so i pulled the trigger, then he fucking sold it

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Owned rap made it my do-main,

Floor seats at that wizards game

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

He got owned like a slave it'll happen to you if you misbehave

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Then the most expensive thing i owned was my xbox