This is a song about "Home security"

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

U never being home,

Whip, plane, motions own

I felt the warmth of the holy spirit, the security of jesus through jay

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

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

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

They're telling you too go home

Baby im in the zone

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Runnin home invasions

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

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