This is a song about "Bring him home"

I bring the meat, you bring the cabbage, i bring the heat, you bring the draft picks,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

I bring the ruckus to these other suckas, no comparing him

Lets get fucked up to the bone

I thought van-city was home

Yo, once stole a row home

You left your nigga on his own

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Bring him home so you can watch as i take this machete and conduct illegal home surgery,

I woulda done anything for my own

I would bring it but i left it at home

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

They're telling you too go home