This is a song about "Home jared"

A boy who feels his home, just ain't his home

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Simple bar spitting then going home

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

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

If u wanna get home

Little latasha sho' grown

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

That he dont even own

I never had a place to call home

Know i just call it head phone

Whip, plane, motions own

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

I was playing with guns

Runnin home invasions