This is a song about "Home"

I was playing with guns

Runnin home invasions

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

I never had a place to call home

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

And millions of homeless people back home

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

Little latasha sho' grown

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

East with biggie and group home

Gotta handle your own

Asshole flowers, going home

Nobody is going home

So i guess you think you grown

She goes on in, walks into his home,

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