This is a song about "Home botton"

Put my number in your phone

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

Asshole flowers, going home

Music that y'all condone

U never being home,

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

She goes on in, walks into his home,

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

And i'ma call it my home

Gotta handle your own

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

That he dont even own

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

I thought van-city was home

Stop blowing up my cellphone