This is a song about "Home"

Yo, once stole a row home

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

They're telling you too go home

Put my number in your phone

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

I never had a place to call home

Runnin home invasions

That going through some things

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Simple bar spitting then going home