This is a song about "Home jared"

Runnin home invasions

That going through some things

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

She wanna be grown

Yo, once stole a row home

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

U never being home,

So i guess you think you grown

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

That he dont even own

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Your story ends its time to go home

Asshole flowers, going home

Whip, plane, motions own