This is a song about "Home jared"

Be shy when we're all alone

They're telling you too go home

I thought van-city was home

Lets get fucked up to the bone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

While scheming on hits

Runnin home invasions

I never had a place to call home

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Nobody is going home

Gotta handle your own

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

If u wanna get home