This is a song about "My home boy steve dawg"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Git out my face looking boy

An happy home, that's my fantasy

Just to go to liv on a sunday

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

Freedoms in my zone, needs to be from home

Even helped my boy along

We gonna be all the way gone

I'd done stacked many

I look like steve buscemi

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Look at me dawg, i keep on attendin' on my crack stunts//

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Matter fact, my connection's pretty weak at home