This is a song about "Living at home"

Cut him at the seam then dragged the fella home

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

California girl, i'm feeling right at home

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

I would bring it but i left it at home

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Still on my grind, got a lot of kids at home

Knock-knock, i'm coming in, even if you're not at home,

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

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

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

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Home of the brave is where i'm at...

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Still living home with ya moms/