This is a song about "Fuck your home"

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

They bringing me fish and chips

Normally i wouldn't take you from your cozy little home,

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

Everytime im by your side, is when im really at home.

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Isn't cool at your home or your school.its the innocent kids that go home and cry

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Fuck it you can take the mic home with you

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Open the fuck up hell needs me i tried all your phones, i know your home, fuck you,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true