This is a song about "Kicked out of home"

And runs out of his home just as he tries to raise his gun,

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Now our friendship got kicked out the door

Long nights of hearing about old boyfriends in her home

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Kicked out on my own ass

Baby, you got that super bass

How do i get out, what ways where, what ways home

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Haven't been kicked out since i've made some cents

Taker kicked out twice at 2 and a half, so did baker

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

While living, at home with mommy and daddy, i sling dimes out the trunk of my black caddy,