This is a song about "Leaving home for a runaway"

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Leaving a pollution of cannabis behind me,

Leaving you with a breathing device, screaming "just let go!"

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

And please never disrespect my set

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

You pussy emcees need to get a taxi home

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Ill end this idiots words by leaving a knife in his throat.

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

And i just love your flashy ways

And don't you bring your camera phone

Got your head in a bag as i'm walking home,