This is a song about "Home run"

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Tried to run from home and you called that bluff

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

You left your nigga on his own

East with biggie and group home

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

They say that karats help your vision

And i'ma call it my home

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Bitch leme hit that home run

Just to match the grind with precision

We are on a great run

Tryna find the one

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Yo, once stole a row home