This is a song about "Home"

You just working with the scraps you was given

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

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

Be shy when we're all alone

And i'ma call it my home

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

Born alone, work alone, die alone

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

Now all i am is alone

If u wanna get home

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home