This is a song about "Home"

If u wanna get home

Heart made of stone

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

I wonder why we take from our women

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

I never had a place to call home

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

Ya, thats right now go walk home

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

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

Asshole flowers, going home

Mami told me son, hold your own