This is a song about "Home"

She goes on in, walks into his home,

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

You left your nigga on his own

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

All green nigga pick six

Runnin home invasions

That he dont even own

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

If u wanna get home

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Know i just call it head phone

Simple bar spitting then going home

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt