This is a song about "Home"

Be shy when we're all alone

I thought van-city was home

So i ended up all alone

If u wanna get home

Nobody is going home

Mami told me son, hold your own

She likes the way it hits her lips

Runnin home invasions

She goes on in, walks into his home,

You left your nigga on his own

And millions of homeless people back home

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

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

Your story ends its time to go home

That he dont even own

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home