This is a song about "Home security"

U never being home,

Lets get fucked up to the bone

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Asshole flowers, going home

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

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Your story ends its time to go home

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

She goes on in, walks into his home,

Security is tight

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Baby i can see that you don't recognize mei'm shock g: the one who put the satin on your panties

Its for security, because if you decide to leave, i want the ability to still breathe.

Been spending most our lives

Runnin home invasions