This is a song about "Bring him home"

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

If u wanna get 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

They're telling you too go home

Please sugar don't come alone

Playing with fire is a danger zone

I would bring it but i left it at home

Mami told me son, hold your own

I thought van-city was home

Lets get fucked up to the bone

And i'ma call it my home

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

So i can bring him back and hurt him twice

She'd do anything now just to bring him back

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback