This is a song about "Coming home"

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

With changes coming to a place known to me as home

We tell that nigga that im coming

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

These niggas think they coming home, they must have never seen spaghetti

She likes the way it hits her lips

Runnin home invasions

She wanna be grown

Yo, once stole a row home

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Just the nothing coming

My dad going to work and never coming home,

I woulda done anything for my own

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

Coming home to find his whore blowing the neighbor