This is a song about "Home"

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

And don't you bring your camera phone

Simple bar spitting then going home

So i parked in a tow-away zone

And i'ma call it my home

Lets get fucked up to the bone

Yo, once stole a row home

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

East with biggie and group home

Put my number in your phone

Music that y'all condone

Asshole flowers, going home