This is a song about "Home wrecker"

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

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

Simple bar spitting then going home

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

They blowing up my phone

Yo, once stole a row home

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Runnin home invasions

They bringing me fish and chips

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

I thought van-city was home

So i ended up all alone

Bitch leme hit that home run

Cold world no blanket son