She goes on in, walks into his home,
Jt: my mom’s been so alone
Whip, plane, motions own
I thought van-city was home
Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home
Born alone, work alone, die alone
Yo, once stole a row home
Know i just call it head phone
U never being home,
Music that y'all condone
And i'ma call it my home
Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone
Full blast turn up the speakers at home
Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone
A boy who feels his home, just ain't his home
Playing with fire is a danger zone
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