This is a song about "Home"

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Runnin home invasions

And i'ma call it my home

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Your story ends its time to go home

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

She goes on in, walks into his home,

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

I woulda done anything for my own

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home