This is a song about "Coming home"

I'm coming back to home again

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Tell them niggas we coming

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Knock-knock, i'm coming in, even if you're not at home,

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

But this rap you never saw coming

Simple bar spitting then going home

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Money i make em buck

Lights coming up, night coming up,

East with biggie and group home

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

I don't need no fucking throne

Yo, once stole a row home