This is a song about "Home"

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

I thought van-city was home

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

U never being home,

You left your nigga on his own

Your story ends its time to go home

East with biggie and group home

Playing with fire is a danger zone

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Simple bar spitting then going home

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

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

All green nigga pick six

Runnin home invasions