This is a song about "At home"

I'm definitely in a class of my own

I was alone on the fone cause no one answered at home

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

At 36 yrs old she is way to young to go home.

You're sayin the same thing as before just with a different tone

Constant paranoid thinking. i was always alone , no love at home.

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

While i was right here sitting here at home

Africana, black as ghana, be my attire

While you sit at home like a umpire

But we having sex tonight

So they sit at home terrified,

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone