This is a song about "My home"

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

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

Az is my home and love the heat

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

We don't set prices we don't set prices we create that shit off the dome

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

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

An happy home, that's my fantasy

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Remainers; talking i need help with finding my way home

Lookin' for these better days

In home staring at my face