This is a song about "Home"

Music that y'all condone

U never being home,

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

They blowing up my phone

And millions of homeless people back home

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Simple bar spitting then going home

Know i just call it head phone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

I thought van-city was home