This is a song about "Mom come home"

I'll come up to you, spray you down, and drive-by when you're home alone,

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Come home later and find you dead from starvation.

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Making all the ladies wanna come home with me

As i seenobody cares about my history

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Your mom wanted me to come, so i came and cummed in her face

No tats dey for my arm

So i thanks for my mom

And, i'm sad and alone praying and wishing for my nigga to come home

I don't need to see their faces when i've finally blown,

By any means necessary get campaign right

I come home late from work, and it’s been a tough night,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Headed home his son ran to his mom in excitement and hugged her strongly