This is a song about "Locked at home"

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

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Everytime im by your side, is when im really at home.

I'm definitely in a class of my own

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

So they sit at home terrified,

Whether you wrong or you right

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

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

Is how much goddamn pussy you can get at your home

I would bring it but i left it at home

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

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone