This is a song about "Home"

Music that y'all condone

Ya, thats right now go walk home

Simple bar spitting then going home

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

They're telling you too go home

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

U never being home,

Back in my zone

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

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Yo, once stole a row home

Stop blowing up my cellphone

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Nobody is going home

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home