This is a song about "Home botton"

I thought van-city was home

Shit ain’t better alone

Runnin home invasions

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Your story ends its time to go home

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

I never had a place to call home

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

Be shy when we're all alone

Full blast turn up the speakers at home