This is a song about "Home s"

The outline which you n****s out dated

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

They're telling you too go home

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

S queezys very bold

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

And i'ma call it my home

Lets get fucked up to the bone