This is a song about "Home"

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

Gotta handle your own

East with biggie and group home

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Runnin home invasions

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

And i'ma call it my home

So i guess you think you grown

Please sugar don't come alone

They're telling you too go home

Know i just call it head phone

Your story ends its time to go home

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

I woulda done anything for my own

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home