This is a song about "Missin my home"

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

My mind is on vacation but my body has arrived home

Am i doing this. but then i go home and my wife starts screamin cause im home

My dad gives a brawl, sayin i gotta have good mentals, rap'll make me unknown//

The world looking out, they on the front row

Set up my own home studio

This is my ambition

And we never missin'

Ain't nothin' nice (seen many faces but this my home),

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Born alone, work alone, die alone

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

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

My cousins home town is new jersey

That's why i'm dropping poems from my southern shotgun home,

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone