This is a song about "Home"

Runnin home invasions

The jiggas and the tips

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Yo, once stole a row home

Little latasha sho' grown

And i'ma call it my home

So i ended up all alone

Now i'm in the zone

Ya, thats right now go walk home

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

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

They're telling you too go home

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Runnin home invasions

Cause we been off them slave ships