This is a song about "Home"

Ya, thats right now go walk home

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

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

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

U never being home,

You're the corner stone

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

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

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

You left your nigga on his own

Asshole flowers, going home