This is a song about "Home skillet"

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Mami told me son, hold your own

If u wanna get home

Simple bar spitting then going home

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

And millions of homeless people back home

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

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

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

East with biggie and group home

U never being home,

Please sugar don't come alone