This is a song about "Home"

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

They're telling you too go home

Know i just call it head phone

Nobody is going home

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

Little latasha sho' grown

A boy who feels his home, just ain't his home

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

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

They don’t want, my attention, i’m cool cousin

Runnin home invasions

They bringing me fish and chips

If u wanna get home

So i ended up all alone