This is a song about "Lost my way home"

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

You lost your membrane along the way,

At 36 yrs old she is way to young to go home.

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

And i'ma call it my home

Shit ain’t better alone

Cuz you lost your home. and your all alone, with just no-where

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Pulled over on the way home still covered in blood

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Took the van, went snatch her

Man i just lost my temper

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Remainers; talking i need help with finding my way home

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Off the blunt end of a sharp blade he tastes, he's lost his way,