This is a song about "Home"

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

They blowing up my phone

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

If u wanna get home

Stop blowing up my cellphone

East with biggie and group home

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

That he dont even own

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

Ya, thats right now go walk home

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Be shy when we're all alone

Your story ends its time to go home