This is a song about "7 eleven home"

When hes coming home from jail

Ain't recieved any mail

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people up in heaven waitin for me

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Wow! when im home, its envy.

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Nine eleven seven seven seven eleven in heaven

I'm a son of gun

Bitch leme hit that home run

We just want you back at home

Even when i'm home alone

And know they'll go home and mate

Play this shit while you contemplate