This is a song about "My girls not home"

Even the girls do not know how hard it is to survive

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Freedoms in my zone, needs to be from home

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

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

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

Born alone, work alone, die alone

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

Dumb girls doing it, and my shoe again,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

An happy home, that's my fantasy

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I give girls happy meals (my dick)

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

None of that i rather go home safe and not havin mom whoop my ass,