This is a song about "Coming home"

Coming home to find his whore blowing the neighbor

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

On they car note to go to the club

Lights coming up, night coming up,

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

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

When hes coming home from jail

Naija guy like wale

You won’t see it coming

Don't want to be the king

But he don't rule a thing

Its been a long day coming,

Yo, once stole a row home

So i guess you think you grown

If u wanna get home

Whip, plane, motions own