This is a song about "Home"

Lets get fucked up to the bone

They're telling you too go home

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

She goes on in, walks into his home,

Runnin home invasions

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Nobody is going home

Playing with fire is a danger zone

I never had a place to call home

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

If u wanna get home

Put my number in your phone

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

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

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known