This is a song about "Home invasions"

Yo, once stole a row home

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

Whip, plane, motions own

Ya, thats right now go walk home

Now i'm in the zone

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

Your story ends its time to go home

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

Home invading but now paying,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Because i’m ready to come back home/

California girl, i'm feeling right at home

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