This is a song about "Home"

You left your nigga on his own

Yo, once stole a row home

Blackberry and t phone

East with biggie and group home

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

Now i'm in the zone

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Ya, thats right now go walk home

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Lets get fucked up to the bone

Your story ends its time to go home

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home