This is a song about "Corey tatum"

Simple bar spitting then going home

The kings get killed very least overthrown

And millions of homeless people back home

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

This boy met world like corey did

The nerve i never hated

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

U never being home,