This is a song about "Finding a way back home"

Because man you better get writing, but there is still a feeling i'm finding

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

"by the way, here's a one-way ticket back to mexico",

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

A shelter he can call home when there's no turning back

I'm coming back to home again

Suck my lolly pop then

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Because i’m ready to come back home/

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way

And i got 'em every day, every day

And millions of homeless people back home

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone