This is a song about "Letting me go home"

At the end of the day he just wants to go home

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Maybe i'm just being real but letting shit phase me

And all women who had light features, see

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

Ross and folarin, couple women

Once upon a time not long ago

Cuz i’m not letting this go

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Nothing but accapella when you're letting go

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Go home back to yo mommy and whimper

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Your story ends its time to go home