This is a song about "Go home"

"mike go home" as i snatch the microphone

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

Your son's e.t., he needs to go home

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

You're no rap genius, so go home to your planet venus

A fly nigga, i keep having the gravity grievous

Now go home, or get jumped like a pogo

People love hodgy i hate you though

So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero

Curtains down,go home,end of your homo show

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

Let me just go home and atempt to go and lay

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Your story ends its time to go home

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

They blowing up my phone