This is a song about "Liberia my home"

Didn't graduate from highs school from problems in my home,

I'm definitely in a class of my own

And i'ma call it my home

Lets get fucked up to the bone

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Cemetery is their new home, they couldnt handle my off the dome

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Accepted this challenging reality willingly... i'm going into the unknown

Am i doing this. but then i go home and my wife starts screamin cause im home

I can't even get some privacy in my own home

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home