This is a song about "Home"

Lets get fucked up to the bone

And i'ma call it my home

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

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Asshole flowers, going home

Gotta handle your own

Simple bar spitting then going home

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Not king james, these were coke kings

Runnin home invasions

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

They're telling you too go home

Blackberry and t phone

I never had a place to call home

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