This is a song about "Home"

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

I thought van-city was home

I don't need no fucking throne

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

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

East with biggie and group home

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

I woulda done anything for my own

Music that y'all condone

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home