This is a song about "Home botton"

And millions of homeless people back home

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

I woulda done anything for my own

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

East with biggie and group home

They're telling you too go home

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

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

All green nigga pick six

Runnin home invasions

Yo, once stole a row home

Put my number in your phone