This is a song about "Home"

Ya, thats right now go walk home

Playing with fire is a danger zone

She goes on in, walks into his home,

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

And don't you bring your camera phone

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

Playin with fire is a danger zone

If u wanna get home

I don't need no fucking throne

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Simple bar spitting then going home

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

They're telling you too go home

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home