This is a song about "Crack home"

I'm the sushi king

Mostly crack engineering

So i ended up all alone

And i'ma call it my home

When under pressure, i never crack

The jager in my cup is licorice black

So beat me to the bone

They're telling you too go home

Runnin home invasions

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Yo, once stole a row home

They blowing up my phone

I thought van-city was home

And don't you bring your camera phone