This is a song about "Lost and found is you original home"

But you see i've found the key, the doorway to home,

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Found a peaceful home with my poetry and music

Yet all you do is stay home, beat your dick, and sit

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

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

Is how much goddamn pussy you can get at your home

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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And ur mic still lost and yet to be found

I just might throw a big amount

Even though i feel like im in the lost and never found

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

My incredible wordplay is original,

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell