This is a song about "Home boy"

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

The boy gets home late in the afternoon

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

They're telling you too go home

Okay son be a good boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

If u wanna get home

So i guess you think you grown

I thought van-city was home