This is a song about "Home security"

Simple bar spitting then going home

Little latasha sho' grown

She goes on in, walks into his home,

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Asshole flowers, going home

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

The homeland security gaffeled me over seas

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Runnin home invasions

I was playing with guns