This is a song about "Letting me go home"

Your story ends its time to go home

Lets get fucked up to the bone

I don't need no fucking throne

They're telling you too go home

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Go home fuck you play a flute

And when we're on the mic and emotions letting go…

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

Nothing but accapella when you're letting go

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Tryna find myself letting the stars show me

Must be something you want me to see

I need you right now

You should go home somehow

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

Let me just go home and atempt to go and lay