This is a song about "Home invasions"

U never being home,

So beat me to the bone

Simple bar spitting then going home

Put my number in your phone

So i guess you think you grown

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Your son's e.t., he needs to go home

Lets get fucked up to the bone

I'm definitely in a class of my own

And millions of homeless people back home

I woulda done anything for my own

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

Be shy when we're all alone

Because i’m ready to come back home/

Cause we been off them slave ships

Runnin home invasions