This is a song about "Go big or go home"

Niggas thinkin’ they sick, well, i’m sicker

Go home back to yo mommy and whimper

The revolution has arrived

Or you gonna go blind

Said when i do dirt wit her

Go home to your mother

At 36 yrs old she is way to young to go home.

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

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

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

Now go home, or get jumped like a pogo

Your story ends its time to go home

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Ya, thats right now go walk home