This is a song about "Home"

She goes on in, walks into his home,

You left your nigga on his own

Yo, once stole a row home

Mami told me son, hold your own

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

East with biggie and group home

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Runnin home invasions

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

U never being home,

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

Nobody is going home

I don't need no fucking throne

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

The king upon the throne