This is a song about "Home security"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Runnin home invasions

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

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

Shit ain’t better alone

U never being home,

And don't you bring your camera phone

And i'ma call it my home

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

East with biggie and group home

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

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

Security is tight

Me and you i think we should ride