This is a song about "Home"

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

I jive like bone

U never being home,

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Your story ends its time to go home

Asshole flowers, going home

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Shit ain’t better alone

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

She goes on in, walks into his home,

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

And millions of homeless people back home