This is a song about "Home"

Simple bar spitting then going home

Mami told me son, hold your own

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Ya, thats right now go walk home

Runnin home invasions

I was playing with guns

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

I never had a place to call home

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

And millions of homeless people back home

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Nobody is going home

Whip, plane, motions own

Cdg shit match my kicks

Runnin home invasions