This is a song about "Home run"

You left your nigga on his own

And i'ma call it my home

Going for the long run

Hold on you can see my vision

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason

Give you a second to run

Tryna find the one

I like to watch you run,

Mami told me son, hold your own

Yo, once stole a row home

U never being home,

That he dont even own

Runnin home invasions

We buy cars, y’all flip whips