This is a song about "Home"

Yo, once stole a row home

So beat me to the bone

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

With such an ugly picture in it and

Ya, thats right now go walk home

Know i just call it head phone

And i'ma call it my home

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Runnin home invasions

And the v12, that's on various trips

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

Put my number in your phone

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home