This is a song about "Home"

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

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Simple bar spitting then going home

Little latasha sho' grown

Runnin home invasions

I was playing with guns

Nobody is going home

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

If u wanna get home

So i ended up all alone

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

Please sugar don't come alone

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home