This is a song about "Home jared"

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

East with biggie and group home

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

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

Be shy when we're all alone

Yo, once stole a row home

They're telling you too go home

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

And millions of homeless people back home

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone