This is a song about "We own it"

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Our own business and minin' for them diamonds, we rhymin',

It's a -- situation

Aiming it at my own damn kin

Cuz we were never on our own

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Know i just call it head phone

Did it all on my own

Awaiting the moment i can own it and just take it

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

●mm mm i'm sitting on the world like i own it/

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

Born alone, work alone, die alone

We be dreamers just tryin at our own missions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns