This is a song about "We own it"

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Cuz we were never on our own

If it is we can go are own way

Watch them get they monica on all day

Awaiting the moment i can own it and just take it

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Yet we blame others for the results of own insanity.

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

She wanna be grown

Did it all on my own

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

Chasing the feeling to conquer to own it

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that