This is a song about "Home"

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

They're telling you too go home

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

And i'ma call it my home

The king upon the throne

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Simple bar spitting then going home

Heart made of stone

If u wanna get home

Your story ends its time to go home

So i ended up all alone

Got a nigga seein things

Runnin home invasions

Runnin home invasions

When you spill out hits