This is a song about "Home"

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

So i ended up all alone

Nobody is going home

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Your story ends its time to go home

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

East with biggie and group home

Stop blowing up my cellphone

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

Shit ain’t better alone

And i'ma call it my home