This is a song about "Lost my way home"

I'm lost in my inner thoughts,

Black fours red drop head doors

And they can't see the tragedy

An happy home, that's my fantasy

Not sayin' he was gay, when he lost battles, he paid that way

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway

Pulled over on the way home still covered in blood

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Lost ma mother and my brother

I’ll never use a rubber

Few days back my sister lost her son....

Cold, my style making my nose run

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

I'm definitely in a class of my own

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

An orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't home