This is a song about "Home"

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

I don't need no fucking throne

If u wanna get home

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Playing with fire is a danger zone

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

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

You just working with the scraps you was given

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

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

She goes on in, walks into his home,

So i parked in a tow-away zone