This is a song about "Back home"

Simple bar spitting then going home

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

A shelter he can call home when there's no turning back

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

I spit a few lines and i send em back home

The door crack, niggas all black

Go home, never come back

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

So pussy go back home,go school,ur shit mind is wrong

I've been around the globe just to be sent back home

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Go back home to hell and yell hey to stalin,

Now all i am is alone

Because i’m ready to come back home/