This is a song about "Coming home"

Runnin home invasions

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

They're telling you too go home

They fuckin running ,motherfuckers coming

And now the present got you struggling

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

My dad going to work and never coming home,

The kings get killed very least overthrown

Baby im in the zone

Nobody is going home

I thought van-city was home

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

If u wanna get home

That he dont even own