This is a song about "Home girl"

And he, what's his name, earl

Won't ya swallow that girl

Size 9 fly kicks

Runnin home invasions

Nobody is going home

The king upon the throne

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Blackberry and t phone

Yo, once stole a row home

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

Mami told me son, hold your own

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

You're the corner stone

I thought van-city was home