This is a song about "Home"

Music that y'all condone

Ya, thats right now go walk home

They're telling you too go home

They blowing up my phone

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Lets get fucked up to the bone

Runnin home invasions

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

You're the corner stone

Nobody is going home

She goes on in, walks into his home,

And don't you bring your camera phone

I thought van-city was home

Whip, plane, motions own

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home