This is a song about "Home"

A boy who feels his home, just ain't his home

I woulda done anything for my own

I never had a place to call home

Be shy when we're all alone

Heart made of stone

U never being home,

Runnin home invasions

Without the sound of guns

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

They're telling you too go home

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Simple bar spitting then going home

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone